Utah, moving, hunting classes and gardening

Well, it's been a while. We were gone to Utah for a week and then the move. On the way to the airport we saw an amish baseball game. That was a first for me. In Utah we got to see our family and friends. Before we left I made a mental check list which I think I completed. Salad from Durangos - check, oatscream from Dixie Nutrition - check, Krumpets - check, Tia Pan - check, Roberts -check.  It was a great time. It was pretty hot there, enough for me to get the armpit tacos. Noah had a great time playing with cousins and a hard time at night because of the time difference. When we got home it was packing time. We started moving things into the garage of the new place on Wednesday after the carpets were cleaned.  On Thursday we moved the beds. Noah spilled milk on the freshly cleaned carpets right before he knocked over a bucket of water with paint brushes in it left by the "fix it guys" which hit the kitchen floor and splash up on Asher which scared him to death and made him cry which in turn made Noah cry because he felt bad which was just before I called Heath and told him I was done with the moving which was right before he came back to the house which was right before he told me he thought I wouldn't have a break down until I was almost 30 which was right before I reminded him I was almost 30. Really, just to sum it up, it was one of the best days of my life. :) Noah seems to be talking a little better. He says things like I got it, ball, and he is starting to say mom with some encouragement from dad. He likes to go around shaking hands but the funny thing is that he acts like he's spitting in his hand before he shakes. Today Heath gave him some binoculars so he could look at the wooded area behind our house. It's beginning hunting class (hunting 101). Heath is really excited because he saw a deer back there.

Noah and his cousin Colebin in grandma's chicken coop.

Oh, and we planted a garden that we are really excited about. This is Heath getting ready to plant some seeds. Man he's Hot!

Noah helping out with the planting.

Me reading the back of the seeds to know how to plant them. I've never really had a garden before so go easy on me. 

Another day in paradise.

Well, here we are again, another post. Church was good Sunday. It's Heath's turn to conduct sacrament meeting this month and he seems to always mess something up but recovers nicely with a joke. Only rarely does he look like a real dork. Noah was wild this Sunday, running back and forth, going choo choo with his train across the wood partition in front of the podium. No wonder the relief society president made him a quite book. (hint, hint) On the way home I noticed the sign in front of our place that says "A good place to live at a fair price". I was thinking it should have said "An interesting place to live with poor lighting, paper thin walls, a leaky basement that won't get fixed (even if you call the maintenance man 3 times), dirt and hair waxed into the floors and all for an arm and a leg." I'm still glad we are moving. Today our landlord brought a lady by to look at the town home. He told me he didn't have our # to give us a heads up. That's interesting because I'm pretty sure it's on the lease. Anyway, my house was a mess. I've already started to box things up. I have a ton of laundry that needs to be put up and always toys everywhere. The lady came by later and asked if she could give me her phone # so that if I ever needed dinner or something she could help. Wow, the house must have looked a little worse then I thought. She said she would probably be moving in the place and I told her we were just moving around the corner. I think I'll give her a Book of Mormon. I'll end with this. Heath came out of the bathroom the other day and had a terrible look on his face. He said "I think I've got what's going around...swine poo!". Gross! I'd like to apologize to my Aunt Janna for putting that in my post and for not giving warning if she read this. No picture today. Sorry, mom.

The writing's on the wall...

and the window

and the door

and the ghetto kitchen floor

and the couch cushion.

Here's the culprit! 

The adventure begins. Found Pablo Picasso adding a little color to the house and then a missing sippy cup under the couch. Bad news is that the sippy cup had milk in it. Yep, it turned into a watered down cottage cheesy looking mess that smelled like...well, rotten milk. Sorry, if you just threw up a little in your mouth. Good news is that the crayon is washable. Yesterday, Heath was home for a little while. He's been so busy with school I feel like we haven't seen him in forever.  We went to Wegman's (my FAVORITE grocery store),  and then to Sam's Club (I like Costco better).  On the way home Asher started crying and Heath was a little concerned. So, he suggested that we pull over at a park so I could feed Asher and Noah could play. Wow we, what a fun dad idea. I had to take pictures. 

I sure love this little family!

Erin in real life.

So, I decided to change the name of my blog to "Erin in real life." Yes, I stole this from the movie Dan in real life.  I decided I'm not a very good record keeper so this blog will be my attempt to help improve that.  I'm not a great english person and really spell check can only do so much. I just wanted to make that known. Today I woke up early again for another jog.  This will be the only way I will be able to run on a consistent basis and I'm better in the mornings then I am at night anyway.  Today's jog started out with a check of the mailbox. Yep, bills. (I left them there) As I was running I realized I had forgotten to say my morning prayer so I figured outside in nature might not be a bad place to speak with God. So, I prayed and ran at the same time. While running I found a small bungee cord which I picked up thinking Heath could use it. I chalked it up to another running treasure. My last one was a quarter. When I arrived home I hear "Daddy" from the other room (a word that Noah can actually say pretty clearly). Yes, my 2 and half year old lovingly calls me daddy. He can't say mommy just yet so Heath and I have the same name for now.  It turns out that part of Noah's problem may be fluid in his middle ear. We are getting this tested in a few weeks. If this is the problem I'm not exactly sure what the fix is but when it is fixed, Noah's vocabulary should take off. While getting ready and putting on my makeup this morning I noticed a spot on my forehead. Was it an age spot? I don't know!?! I am going to be 30 in a few months. Man, 30? I read on a friends blog that 30 is the new 20.  I hope so. Noah learned to take off his own pants which eventually lead to taking off his own diaper. As much as I think naked baby bums are cute, I do not enjoy urine on the carpet. (good thing we are moving soon:) Oh, one more thing... I didn't forget to get my mommy haircut after having Asher. That explains my picture for today.