Life in the Stroller Lane
As you know we never contain our holidays to just one day, we take as least a week to celebrate. Even though it arrived early this Easter was no exception. The girls enjoyed themselves at not one, not two, but three egg hunts. They went to one at school, one at a city park, and one in the neighbor's yard. Despite overflowing baskets, we somehow managed to eat all the candy. By we, I really mean me. I would like to say that it was the girls who overindulged, but the scale doesn't lie. This morning it was screaming that I had way too much chocolate last weekend. Thank goodness we went to the early church service and missed the egg hunt there. If there had been a fourth round of candy eggs, I would have had to get all new pants.
Though egg hunts dominated much of the week, there have been lots of other events brewing around here too. Scott spent a week in California. He has been working a ton, but things seemed to have slowed a bit. Cisco is curtailing travel some going forward, Scott is hoping to keep it to just one week a month. They girls and I are looking forward to more play time with Daddy.
I am learning the buying homes is much more fun than selling them. At this point, I am a prime candidate for a "Flip This House" episode. We have painted and carpeted and planted and seeded. We have hosted too many showing to count, printed a zillion advertising flyers, and restocked the candy bowls enough times to make Hershey shareholders happy. The only thing was haven't done is find a couple of buyers. I am still the optimist and think that right one is just around the corner. That plus the fact that I have checked out the competition and found that our houses are a much better deal. So cross your fingers that the showings today turn into offers tomorrow.
As for the girls, they are growing up too fast. Sarah went to her first sleep over - and stayed all night. I was a little sad that my chick was ready to spread her wings so far. Then I talked to Cousin Robin and found out that Nick is getting his driver's license. That definitely took the sting out of a sleep over. Jaley is like a 4-year old trapped in a 20-month old body. In her mind's eye she is ready to do all the big kid things with Sarah, but often her little bitty body just won't cooperate. No matter how hard she tries, she can't reach the pedals on the bike or the first rung of the monkey bars. Let me tell you, she is mad about it. Since I topped out at 5'2" (on a good day), I can definitely feel her pain. She is growing everyday and on the bike before I know it. The next thing you know, I am going to be talking about driver's licenses too.
That is life in the stroller lane. Lots of love.
P.S. There was a delay on the launch of my new blog. It should be live next week. I'll keep you posted.