I know, I know, a post with no pictures is no post at all

Change of plans! Again! So, the house we were planning on renting, the one up on the hill with a great deck and views, across the street from a park with swings... that house sold the day before we were supposed to move in. Back up plan! We are now renting my parent's fabulous basement and seriously, this is much better.

So far we have enjoyed the benefits of built-in babysitters, homemade meals made by someone who knows how to cook, a heat blanket on the bed! I mean, come on. It doesn't get better. Plus I have really enjoyed being back in my home town and Tim even admitted that it's growing on him. Music to my ears.

Mason has really had the best time of it. He loves the big house and loves the big yard even more. We cannot keep that kid indoors. He is learning a few new words everyday now, all of a sudden. The adorableness of Mason is never ending.

So, if you happen to know where my parents live, stop by and say hi! And if you happen to see a great deal on the perfect house in the perfect location (you know the one, right?) then let us know.

Things change, quickly

We've had our house for sale, off and on, for about a year. In that time approximately 1.4 million strangers have wandered through and taken a peak in our closets. Not a single one of them made an offer on these fabulous digs until two weeks ago. It was about three days after we finally decided to let a realtor (and close friend, as in next door!) list our house. Then VwaLa! SOLD.

It's kinda going to be sad to leave this place where I had my first two babies. Mostly because we love our neighbors. Side note: There were over 70 children in our ward Mason's age and under when he turned one. There were three girls due the same week as me with Brielle. That is a LOT of kids. They would have had a lot of friends here and we had a lot of friends here.

We are also leaving behind quite the labor of love. We're talking, we requested that the builder put linoleum floors in the kitchen and entry so we could tile them ourselves. The list of home improvements made by yours truly and her husband (mostly her husband) is as follows.

• Tile the kitchen and entry
• Finish the basement. Yuck. (Family room, kitchen, two bedrooms, and a laundry room)
• Paint the kitchen
• Landscape the yard (sprinklers, curbing, two trees, ya know, the whole bit)
• Window sills and window moulding throughout the house.
• Wainscoting in the guest room/nursery
• RV Pad
• Shelves and paint in the garage
• Wainscoting in the bedroom
• Plant a peach tree and a garden
• Plant three more trees
• Wainscoting in the great room

And various other odds and ends. Projects! Yay!

But we never planned on staying here, we kinda get bored. Now we need to decide where we are headed.

Buy? The house we were looking at (all the houses we have been interested in, really) is under contract.

Build? Maybe. Too bad that lot we fell in love with is also under contract.
Rent? Please no! Not for too long anyway.
Purchase a motor home and vagabond our way around the country for a bit? Maybe. Probably not.

We actually will be renting for at least a little while. We close at the end of the month (fingers crossed) and then we're moving to Perry, UT. Here...

Which means summer at the Brigham Pool! HOLLA!

Baby girl is oh so cute

I think she is probably (not probably) the most beautiful baby I've ever seen. I may be partial, but it's true.

Genetics?

I'm not totally convinced that genes have anything to do with anything.

One time, before Mason was born (but after this) I went to a website where you put in your parents' eye colors, your eye color, your spouse's eye color and his parents' eye color, click the little clicker and BAM, it predicts your future kid's eye color. Only, I didn't get that far. My parents both have blue eyes and I do not. And the website just could not wrap its head around that. ERROR! Not possible! If your parents both have blue eyes the only option for you is blue. Are you following me here?

Tim got his Mom's exact eye color, which is sort of brown, but three of his siblings have blue eyes like their dad. Isn't brown supposed to be dominant?  

So now you have one not-blue-eyes and one sort-of-brown eyes. Put 'em together and what do you get?

Tim

(edward cullen, am I right?)

 Crystal

Mason

Brielle

A Newer New Baby

Mason is pretty sure that all his old infant toys are now his new infant toys. And since Brielle wants nothing to do with anything except a parent's arms, he has them all to himself.