I have a bunch of material here that I simply don't feel like posting into individual blogs. So this blog wraps up the last month of our lives into one post. Thanks for reading!
I'll begin with a project that was much bigger than we had anticipated, but definitely worth the effort. We had our wood floors refinished.
The before.
Doesn't look too bad in the pictures, but they were really very worn.
The after.
We went with a darker stain, and though it was risky,
we couldn't be happier with how they came out.
Our floors always under a layer of toys.
So new and shiny - wish they'd stay like this forever.
Struggled over Spring Break with two very sick kiddos. Their monster colds took them a good two weeks to get over, which was no fun for anyone!
And now another project.
This is a before picture of our basement bathroom. Lovely right?
Last week we worked with a plumber to water proof our basement and put in a sump pump. This is the cement and dirt we removed to complete the project.
Joe working hard.
While we were cutting up the basement floor, Shawn, a plumber and my high school youth group leader, also prepared the plumbing to add a full bathroom.
With all the rain we've been getting, the sump pump has been put to the test, and thankfully, we haven't had a drop of water in the basement. We've struggled with a wet basement since we've moved in, and though Joe would often patch the cement where water came in, it seemed water would just find a new spot to seep in. Hopefully, this solution will work long term.
I love Henry's look in this picture:
Hat, sweater, no pants, and Claire's rain boots. Classic Henry.
Claire and Lyndon.
Lyndon is the boy who came up to me a couple months ago, took my hand and said, "Miss Jen, when I grow up I'm going to marry Claire." And you know, he's the type of kid that when he says it, I know he's serious about it.
Recently, Lyndon came over for a play date,
and I overheard this conversation:
Claire: "I just want to marry you now."
Lyndon: "Yes Claire, but it takes a long time to get married. Like hundreds of years."
That's right Lyndon; hundreds of years.
Not sure I'm ready for these conversations.
And now we have another "Classic Henry" moment.
Joe and I sat in the living room, watching Henry silently put together this tower of step stools that he began to climb without a hint of fear.
Thankfully we were there to supervise his expedition.
We weren't sure why he was so determined to get to the top
of the piano until we saw him reach for this...
His "paci."
That boy would climb mountains for his pacifier.
Well, that's enough for one day. Hope you are all
doing well, enduring the rainy weather.
Take care!
