At the new house

Lots of firsts over the past couple of days....

First night sleeping in the new house. 
First breakfast. 
First shower. 
First major appliance breakdown (this happened before we'd even really started moving stuff in, when I tried to wash the slipcover on the couch that the sellers left, and burned out the motor on the washing machine).

First school morning trying to prod Kate out of bed.  We're a lot closer to the school now, but still managed to get there just barely on time. 

We're still figuring out the quirks of the place, and things are very much in shambles, but it's starting to feel like we're actually going to be living here. 

We have a house!

The house is ours. We closed on the 27th (my favorite number!) and got the keys the next morning. Kate was sick and Doug took her to the doctor, so Andy and I went to meet our realtor at the house.  It was the beginning of what turned out to be a very rainy few days--the sort of weather that makes you want to cocoon in a blanket and eat soup and not go anywhere at all.  Not what I would have picked for embarking on such a venture, but you can't plan these things. 



I had a guy come out and look at the bathtub (which we are hoping to get replaced), so Andy and I hung out at the house for a while, waiting for him. Andy amused himself by making letter shapes with his body in front of the reflective fireplace doors. (Here he is making a "J".)

Moving is a pain--even without torrential rain and sick kids--but we are excited about having our very own house.  Lots more space, a bedroom for Andy (who's been sleeping in our room since he was born), a garage, and a lovely little yard with flowers and birds.  There are a lot of things that need to be done on the house, but they don't have to be done all at once.  We will take our time settling in and making it ours.