While We Were Moving...

Apparently, life doesn't stop while you are moving, but blogging sure does! The month of January was an absolute blur...a stressful, chaotic blur! Here are some of the high points (that don't include packing, moving or unpacking). In no particular order...

Grandaddy had a birthday! We took him to Purple Cow to celebrate. He wanted a vanilla shake!

The boys went paintballing for the first time. Alex was definitely not a fan. Initially, Carter was highly ticked that he got shot in the face; however, he later recovered and decided he might want to try it again. We'll see...

Geocaching success! I suspect I will have another post on geocaching in the spring, so I'll refrain from going into too much detail at the moment. For the record, this was a great "find"...

...that required one heck of a haul! I suspect Lisa and I would have opted out if we had known just how far we were going and just how much of a hill was involved...

Carter had a biography project. He had to read a book, put together a poster with the required rubric and dress like his "famous person." He made an incredibly cute Babe Ruth!


The Razorbacks won the Cotton Bowl! We went to the Tyrrell's for a watch party, but spent too much time cheering and eating to take pictures! This is the boys in front of the final score. WPS!

Straight A's X 2 for the second semester. So proud of my boys!

Uncle Chris turned 30! We drove to Jonesboro for his surprise party at Upper Crust Pizza!

The boys playing their final football game in the "old neighborhood." We're going to miss Jax and Dylan bunches and bunches.

New Year, New House

After ten glorious months on the market, our house finally sold. The house we built was completed in August. Since 55 Ophelia had not sold at this point, we had to let the builder put the new house on the market...and of course, it sold. We were definitely disappointed, but agreed that all things happen for a reason. We had actually decided to take our house off the market and relist in the spring. We felt very at peace with our decision, so naturally we had a huge wrench thrown in our plan (insert sarcasm). Our house sold ten days before Christmas. I mean, really? Who the heck buys a house during the holidays?

Apparently, a young couple with a baby on the way (we later found out that baby was born on Christmas day). We might have stalked them a bit from the top of the cul-de-sac while they were looking at the house. They reminded me of us fifteen years ago...young, baby on the way, searching for a great little house to start their family. This made me feel even better about our decision to sell...it also made me feel a bit old and sad. It seems like just yesterday, we were that couple. The boys were babies. Life seemed simpler.

Fast forward a few CHAOTIC weeks of house hunting intermingled with holiday cheer. We found a great home about a block from where we built with a wonderful floor plan. Russ even gets an office in this house! And the boys get a tree house just like the one we left behind...we definitely took that as a sign!

Almost a year later...SOLD!

I'm sure going to miss this little house. So many wonderful memories...

On the flip side, I'm awfully excited about the memories we're going to make in the new house!