31 May 2019

Bobo had his birthday the weekend that we moved in, so it was a bit of a less celebrated birthday for him.  Ever since we got the lego box off the moving truck, he's basically lived in his closet with the legos, and he even opted not to go to the store with me to pick out his cake.  Nut Brown decided that we should all dress up in boxes (we had so many at that moment) and let Bobo attack us and defeat us in the backyard in order to get to his cake.  Nut Brown really did several things to make sure that Bobo had a nicer birthday than either I or Mr. Brown were up for, and I was really grateful.

I had to run borrow a lighter from our neighbor across the street, who was very kind about it, and we sang and had cake, which turned out to be yucky, and then we went to Sonic for dinner (bobo's choice).  His gifts arrived several days late because we hadn't figured out how to get mail, but eventually gifts from his grandparents arrived, and the lego set that he picked out on Amazon after the soccer socks that I picked out for him turned out to be duds (too big and un-cool).  He's such a sweetheart.  I'm so glad that he's part of our family.

20 May 2019

Spencer got everything out of the garage that is coming out of the garage, and every box opened.  So the kids have access to all their toys again, and the house is a MESS.  We're looking for places to put everything, or decisions about getting rid of things.  Spencer's making decisions about what sorts of shelves and other storage stuff he wants.  Just more settling in.

Tried to get one car registered and failed.  Adventures with the DMV...  First we have to get both of them fixed and past inspection, which is costing us several hundred dollars, and then I took the one that was fixed to the DMV on Friday and found out that the DMV only does driver's licenses and I have to take the car to the county tax office to register it first, so I hotfoot it over there where the nice man tells me that since it's a joint ownership I have to have both owners or a signed piece of paper to do the title transfer/register the car.  He gives me the piece of paper.  SIGH.  I'll try again this week.

It was a good weekend generally though.  Spent time with kids playing with all their new toys.  The boys have appropriated some of my old barbies and were playing with them in a decided non-princess kind of way, which cracked me up.  Rosebud started singing Pink Floyd at the grocery store on Friday... "We don't need no education..." and then she appended, "We don’t need to go to bed!"  Bobo is sleeping on the floor of his bedroom in protest until we buy him a new mattress.  This week both the roofer and the fencer are supposed to come. 

10 May 2019

One of the things that Rose Pink was most regretful about leaving in Florida was the chance to go to Nauvoo this summer with her youth group.  Happily, the youth group here is also going!  She was still wishing she could go with her old friends, until she attended a fireside at the bishop's house last Sunday about Nauvoo.  As she walked into the house, one of the guys said, 'Oh, Yoroko! Are you coming to Nauvoo too?' and she was so happy to be included that she's glad to be going with the new group now.  :-)  I love Texas.

8 May 2019

Nut Brown taped some weight into the end of a tie, and has been swinging it around like a bolo for the last couple weeks.  Last night he invited us all to a show, where he was a ninja who broke into King Pine’s laboratory to steal something valuable.  King Pine is a giant pinecone.  Then he invited all of us to have a turn throwing the bolo tie around.  It was pretty fun.

6 May 2019

The tree in front of our new house blew over in a wind storm the day we bought it.  We found out when we came over the next day to let the movers in to unload and found it was blocking the front door.  Mr. Brown called our new bishop, who came over with his chainsaw and cut it up enough that we could drag it away from the door and move in.  We tried calling a tree company to come and get it, but they were booked solid for two weeks.  But a friendly neighbor came by and when she heard our situation, she called the city and convinced them to come and pick it up for us!  I love Texas!