I first met Jenni’s brother Cory after he came back from swimming. It was my first time at Jenni’s parents’ Battle Ground home and I was waiting in the living room for Jennilyn when Cory came through the front door. He offered me a friendly introduction before heading off to clean up. Before Jenni and I headed off to the backyard, he came back out shirtless and I took notice how muscular he was. “Better not mess with Jennilyn,” I thought to myself.
We let Kadie try green beans, and like her momma, she played with her food.
Color us blissfully broke, but we’ve moved into a house! Our realtor Ashley, pictured above, found this house on Craigslist as a for-sale-by-owner. The moment I stepped into the house, I had a gut feeling that Jenni would like it, and as we toured the house, the feeling only grew stronger.
Sleep deprivation leads to interesting side effects. David and I have developed hearing problems. I’ve realized that it does no good getting mad at him for saying “Huh?” every time I say something to him. Now we just repeat what we thought we heard.
David: “Huh? You need to grebber garble gooka?”
Jenni: “No! I need to grab the diaper bag!”
(I just made that up because I can’t remember what we’ve actually said, but it’s a lot like that.) Needless to say, our processing skills are a bit shot, just as our eyes are blood-shot.
Here is Kadie’s first experiences with soccer. Maybe I’ll explain that eating the ball is against the rules when she gets a little older. Not bad for a 7 month old, eh?!
We made an offer on a house today! When our realtor called us last night that the seller verbally accepted our offer, it sounded like she was more excited than we were. I think we were excited as well, but it’s almost unreal. We bought a house…
Going into the third year of our marriage, we had major changes that were only a few months away. Six to be exact. We celebrated our second anniversary in China, and our first anniversary at Reno Dance Sensation, which made the expectations for this year very high. Thankfully, each anniversary doesn’t have to top the previous one by how far we travel, but how far God has taken us from the moment we said, “I do.”