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Molly. 5 Months

Ok, ok, I maybe should have introduced you to this little turtle about 5 months ago. My bad. So SURPRISE! We had another baby. She’s pretty great. And she’s 5 months old now.

Some fun facts about Molly at 5 months old:

*She makes the above surprised face ALL THE TIME. And then breaks into a huge smile. When we go to get her out of her crib she does surprise face, HUGE smile, squeal and kick. Every time.

*She can squeal as high as Amelia and growl as low as Daddy. Sister got some range.

*She rolls all over the place and scoots around her crib. She hasn’t figured out how to scoot around the house yet, thankfully.

*She’s always working on her abs. She doesn’t like to be reclined so she does little baby crunches to get more upright or to tip herself onto her stomach.

*She’s happy most of the time. She’ll play in the jump up for 20 minutes, then play on the floor for a while, then play in the pac n play with Amelia. Sometimes I feel bad that I don’t hold her as much as I held Amelia, but she is just so darn happy all the time that it really isn’t necessary.

*She loves, Loves, LOVES her big sister, and it’s pretty mutual. I love watching those two girls together.

*She is a super fast eater and would rather look around and play than eat.

*She’s so playful that she’ll even wake up to play in the middle of the night. We’re working on it.

If anyone would like to sign up for midnight play shifts we’re taking applicants. Must love to play Peekaboo, Where’s My Paci, So Big, and 5 Green and Speckled Frogs.

The End!

Day…something. 9?  Anyone care to count? I’m just thrilled it’s over.

Our biggest house project so far. Done. And it looks amazing. It even looked great before it was finished.

Finished! Still a little dusty, but done. The house felt so big with the new floor running all the way through it. I didn’t want to put the furniture back.

Taking photos of the floor must be a skill that I never learned. Those are the 2 best that I have right now. Look how different the wood looks in each of them. Tomorrow when the light is a little better I’ll try again.

Oh, and we did move (most of) the furniture back. As much as I love the new floor, the couch is still more comfy.

Day 7

Day 7, Thursday

See that nasty grey spot on the carpet? Isn’t it nicely framed by the clean carpet that was under the couch? That filthy grey spot is exactly where my baby will NOT be crawling. Carpet is gross. Carpet next to the couch is gross. Carpet where the dog lays next to the couch is very gross.

Ah, that’s looking better.

I’m such a big help – always taking pictures.  I did pull about 50 staples out the floor before the bowling ball in my belly started hampering my bending over skills.  And I wanted to save at least 6000 staples for Dave to pull out. He was grateful.

Taking all the furniture out of the main rooms make those rooms look much bigger. But it makes the bedrooms look much, much smaller. Check out our couch, tv, and piano in the master bedroom. Looks good, right?

And yes, that is our coffee table on top of our dining room table on top of our guest bed. Thanks for asking.

And our poor baby’s room. We’ll get that cleaned up for you, kiddo. Some time next month.

Today’s agenda (while Dave is at work): Get everything off the floor of the pantry. Consider using the opportunity to reorganize in there. Clean the baseboards that have been successfully hiding behind large furniture for the last 3 years. Remove any last tacks or staples from the sub-floor. Shop vac.

But first….make a pot of coffee. I can’t do this all on my own.

Days 5 and 6

Day 5, Tuesday

Lots of rain Monday night and and Tuesday. Just a teensy bit of moisture inside the house. More caulk.

Day 6, Wednesday

Kitchen Demo/Contractor Meeting. We started the demo about 15 minutes before the contractor came over to take a first and final look at the job. Nothing like hiring a guy you’ve never met and getting a quote over the phone. He came with great references though, so we were comfortable with it.

Check out how much work we got done before he came over.

That’s right, folks. We moved the table and chairs, Dave cut 1 strip of vinyl, and I pulled off some quarter round.

And then – – – Mr. Smiley Contractor Guy said he and the crew would demo the kitchen for us…for free! It probably pains him to see amateurs like us working with our little baby tools. I did my best to look extra pregnant too; I’m sure that helped.

We got off pretty easy on days 5 and 6. I’d say this whole flooring gig is coming along just fine.

The Beginning

Day 1. The sunroom.

Buh-bye, carpet.  We won’t miss you. Or your nasty little tack strips.

Day 2. The new floor comes inside to “acclimate.” 35 boxes, 33 pounds each. Too bad I was busy growing a baby and had to let Dave carry all of it in from the garage by himself.

It’s amazing how different the house looks with just one room of carpet gone. It’s tempting to just go ahead and demo the rest of the rooms, but I’d kind of like to be able to sit on the couch for a few more days. I don’t know if you noticed, but no carpet=no furniture. The new floor will get installed next Saturday, so we’ll be tearing this place up little by little until then.

Stay tuned!

The jungle

My purple coneflowers bloomed while we were on vacation.

I found cucumbers growing among the tomatoes. I didn’t plant any vegetables this year, so when I found tomato plants in last year’s garden, I just left them. They seem to be doing well. We’ll see how they do with the cucumber vines. I’m not staking anything….this is the year of not gardening. Thus, the jungle.

I brought a little of the jungle indoors today. Ain’t they purty?

Happy Friday!

Teal or turquoise?

It all began with this pillow. My mom bought me this outdoor pillow a few years ago, and I loved it so much that it never went outside. As you can see, it lives on the couch.

Then there was this pillow on our bed. After we painted our bedroom grey, I decided that we needed curtains to match this pillow.

Ta da! Curtains. I’m really sorry about the horrible picture. Can someone please tell me how to take a picture of a window without it going all white like that? Thanks.

And then our master bathroom needed a little turquoise to brighten it up. Thanks, Target, for your $10 shower curtains.

The teal/turquoise phase didn’t end with household goods. I bought this fabric from JoAnn’s and had Mom make me a nursing cover. Then I wondered if I should just buy the whole bolt of fabric to have on hand just in case there was an unforeseen teal emergency.

A little beach cover up. This one wasn’t entirely my fault. There were only 2 colors left in my size – turquoise and salmon. It wasn’t really a hard choice.

My long coveted Moby Wrap. Great choice of fabric, don’t you think?

So I have 1 question for you: Would you call these colors teal or turquoise? I’m conflicted.

Adoption and Nesting

I’m not sure, but I think I may be nesting. Either that or I need to work more. Or just get out of the house more.  Or get a hobby. No, it can’t be that, I have lots of hobbies.

So. Nesting. Not having ever experienced traditional pregnancy induced nesting, I can’t be positive that am indeed experiencing “nesting,” but I’m a confident self-diagnoser. I have nesting. Adoptive parent nesting.

It all started last week in my sister-in-law’s bedroom. She innocently mentioned to me that she needed to organize and get rid of some of the clutter in her room. It was like somebody flipped a switch in me. I immediately started pulling things out of the closet, opening her armoire, pulling notebooks off shelves, and before she even knew what had hit her, I had two piles already started in the middle of her floor: donate and throw away.

Ever since that fateful night I have had the strongest urges to organize! I do like to keep things pretty organized and neat, but anyone who has been to our house recently knows that we have 2 junk baskets in the living room, a perpetual pile of junk mail and bills on the piano, and books, Bibles, pieces of paper, and remotes on the coffee table.

Not anymore.

Oh no. Even the junk baskets are organized now. One is for Dave’s keys and whatever else comes out of his pockets at the end of the day, and the other, quite practically, holds scarves and gloves.

The really sad part of this story is that I can’t find anything else to rearrange, organize or throw away! The guest bedroom (future baby room) is immaculate. The closet (which used to hold anything that I didn’t want to find a permanent home for) is empty.  All of our fine china is finally out of that closet and in our kitchen cupboards.  I had to rearrange all of our dishes to make it all fit – and I was glad to do it!

I’ve gone through all our clothes and bagged up all the excess for the consignment store. I reorganized my dresser drawers. And the linen closet. And our walk in closet. And the tupperware drawer. Yes, the tupperware drawer.

And today, at a new all time low, I took apart the toaster oven and scrubbed each piece.

Somebody, please, anybody, stop me! My house can’t take much more of this.