A Busy Month

It has been a month since my last post. I can't believe that much time has gone by, but life has been busy, busy, busy. The day to move into our house finally came. We have been in our house for 9 days now and we're loving it. We've been cleaning nonstop, or I should say, I've been cleaning nonstop! It's starting to feel more like home. Not only have we been busy, but sick as well. We've had many visitors the last two weeks also. Unfortunately, I didn't get many pictures while they were all here. Jason's mom, dad, and sisters, Brenda and Elaine, came up one weekend. Then, my mom, dad, and sister Stephanie came the next weekend. We love having visitors and hope to have more soon!
The only pictures that were taken both weekends are the ones below of Lauren and Aunt Brenda on the way back from visiting Grandma Savage and the Hebdon's in Mattawa. Lauren is Little Miss Thing with her sunglasses and phone. I will post pictures of our house soon.

The Green Monster

We have a green monster living with us this week. See for yourself...

This is Lauren's new thing--to put any type of clothing over her head and wear it around. She gets a kick out of herself, as do we.

Sold

We're getting a house!! I can't tell you how excited we are. It all happened so fast. We found a repo that is in good shape, and gave an offer. We figured that there probably were a lot of other people giving offers on this house too, so we didn't think we had a chance. Our offer must have been the highest because we got it.
We got a great deal, but we have a lot of work to do to make it feel like home. The yard is a disaster, but that's the part we can hardly wait to work on. We are so excited to have a backyard where Lauren can run around and play. This will be our first house!
We went over to the house today to get our picture by the sold sign. We are looking right into the sun...hence my squinting eyes and Lauren's bowed head.

Playing Basketball

This last week we've spent a lot of time hanging out at the playground playing basketball.
Here comes Lauren and Aidan with their game faces on. It looks like they are ready to take MeDynn and me to the cleaners. They don't stand a chance...with MeDynn's nothing-but-net shots and my dunks (which about killed me-being old and all)...



But, because they are poor losers (joke), they have to go play their own game...

Way to protect the ball Aidan!! Lauren, great defense!

We've been playing "horse" and 1-on-1, while Aidan and Lauren do their own thing. I don't play that often anymore, so it has been fun picking up a ball again. In these pictures, we're playing on a 8 ft. rim...thought I'd clarify-10 ft. rim is regulation.

All right, MeDynn, don't you think it's about time you bought me that ice cream??? (That's trash talk by the way. I don't like trash talking because I always lose when I do.) We made a deal that the person who got beat in "horse" owed the other one ice cream...I'm up 3, but, at this rate we could be doing the best out of 20!! So, I better stop the trash talking now since we have a ways to go.

The music that goes a long with this post is a song that I remember my brothers and sisters listening to when I was really young. Besides the women singing, the only lyrics I knew were: "Basketball is my favorite sport. I like the way they dribble up and down the court." I've never forgotten those lyrics. Have any of you ever heard this song? (It gets rather annoying after a short time.)

Trapper Creek

Third trip to Oakley in a month and a half...why not? Jason has had business meetings in Twin Falls this week, so Lauren and I came along to Oakley.

We've been hanging out with Grandma and Grandpa H. all week. Today we (including Lauren's stuffed animal named Doggie) went up Trapper Creek to see if the choke cherries were ready to be picked, but we didn't quite make it because of a flat tire. It is always fun to make a trip up to the hills around Oakley. Before heading back home, we sat in the shade and had a picnic.

I don't think we'll make it to Oakley again for a while, so it has been a treat to come so often.