Master Bedroom - Complete With Purring Cat

The master bedroom is done, and I want to show it off a bit. Colby and Dean worked hard to put up the new trim. Colby and I did a fantastic job painting. The ceiling fan Colby picked out is lovely, but you can see from the photos that it casts a yellow hue over the room. I'm posting one photo with the light on and one with the light off so you can appreciate the true paint color. The photo with the messy bed is the one with the light off. Thank you monkeys for jumping on my bed.

I have a few more things to hang on the wall and some more drapes to add to the ones already there. Slowly but surely the house is feeling more like a Vescapades home and less like the place we moved into two years ago. Now if we could just do something about the horrid windows and teal siding.

First Day of Daycare

Well, it's official. I'm off my rocker. I decided that I needed a few more kids in the house and am now the proud caretaker of my friends' baby girl Reese. Her brother Gavin, he's 3 1/2, will join us for daycre in the next month or so. I've hoped for years that Sara's kids would get to grow up near mine. Ever since we moved to St. Joe I doubted that would ever happen. Now the fates have brought upon my good friends the loss of two jobs, the finding of new jobs in Lincoln, and hopefully a long and happy life here near my family.

Not only was Reese here today for daycare, but Sara and Reese will be living with us until they can get into their next home, maybe a few weeks. Yay!

I was also dumb enough to volunteer to watch Aubrie and Jaxson this morning while their Mommy went for a job interview. I had all 5 kids outside this morning, and the trash collector said, "Looks like you've got your hands full." Word.

Football and Remodeling

We spent this weekend finishing up some projects that were long overdue: fixing up the master bedroom and putting on the new front door. In between our work we still had plenty of time for play. Grandparents from all sides came to visit. We watched the Husker football game and ate pizza. We babysat our nephew-dog Pennington James. The girls carried him around the whole time, and Evie said, "Can I be P.J.'s mom while Carrie's gone?" She even earned a few bucks from Aunt Carrie for being such a good dog sitter.

We had dance class again on Saturday morning. Parking was awful downtown because of the football game, and I had a few choice words for the parking lot attendants charging $3.00 for an hour of parking. The first word started with F and the second started with Y. Carrie and Jacob watched Evie at dance class while I took the remaining children to the post office. Colby was at work, but I managed not to slit my wrists while enduring hellish parking, whiny kids, and football fans. Go me.

Happy Birthday Dade!

Dade turned 11 years old on September 25th. It's hard to believe I'm the parent of a middle schooler and will soon be looking at a young man instead of a boy.

Colby took Dade and his friends to laser tag and CiCi's Pizza. Colby's words upon returning home from the party: Just shoot me now. The boys had a fantastic time, but Daddy was a little overwhelmed, I guess. One of the kids has Aspberger's Syndrome and freaked out because he got stuck in plastic handcuffs. Another kid kept saying, "Goddamnit!" when he got shot in laser tag. He's 11 and apparently a sailor.

Brody spent Friday night at his friend's house so Dade could have a little break and hang out with the big boys. After all the times I've told my sons that your brother is your brother for life and more important than your friends, I let Dade ditch Brody for a big kid borthday party. And, yes, Brody made sure to point this out a hundred times.

Painting Continues

We are painting the walls in the bedroom this evening, three green and one off white. The kids are being very good (knock on wood) despite Soren's lack of a nap.

Brody had his check up with Dr. Quinlan the ENT doctor this afternoon. Everything looks really good, and Brody doesn't have to wear the ear plug in the tub anymore. Yay!

Back to painting.

Just Want to Share This Thought

True love is not measured in hugs and kisses, but in struggles and fears, and those who can work though those...they possess true love". Adam Murphy

Master Bedroom Remodel

Oh lord, there's wall paper underneath the paint!!! That's what went through my head last night when Colby started to pull off all the trim from the walls of our master bedroom. We all know how great paint sticks to wall paper, hence I was pulling sheets of paint from the walls. GREAT.

We pulled our bed mattresses out into the living room so that the bedroom could be totally devoted to painting. We need a new ceiling fan (check the photo to get a glimpse of the lovely 1990 fan currently in place), new switch plates, new vents, and new trim. We really need new flooring, but we can't do it ourselves and we're broke so that has to wait.

By the way, we're hoping to have this all done by Sunday. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!