I flub the language often... I recently told a repair man that there was a baby singing, when I meant to say there is a baby sleeping. He laughed politely and explained my mistake. My charades are pretty good, and I can say "I don't understand." I'm re-learning all my grocery vocab quickly. Speaking of groceries, we've eaten some random meals, but the boys haven't noticed and Craig is grateful always for whatever is served.
We are beginning to feel at home, at least in our immediate four walls. We are rested and enjoying a slower pace than the last couple of seasons of life.
Oh, and I experienced my first earthquake ever today. It was a baby one, but I was definitely wider awake afterwards. We were skyping with family, and got to say, "Hey, can we call you back in a bit. I think we just had an earthquake." How often do you get to say that?
Vic picked my shoes for playing in the yard. He's funny like that. |
The kids were cold after making "mud soup" outside. They had hot chocolate and cookies to warm up afterwards. |
Our deluxe fort in the basement. Lots of energy burned down there daily. |