Moving In

We moved into our new house a few weekends ago and

it is finally starting to feel like home. We absolutely love

it and could not be happier!! The move went great thanks

to all the help from family and friends. Quinton did pretty

good with the move too. The worst part for him was when

everyone started loading all his toys into the trailer. He

was so confused and started to get a little paranoid. On

the other hand Bran and I slept about four hours our first

night in the new house. I don't know if we were just super

excited or if it was just way to quiet to fall asleep with no

TV on and hardly any neighbors. Living in a townhouse

before we are defiantly used to hearing noises all the time.

View from our back porch. Love it!! I can't wait to spend

summer nights out there!

Right after we moved in Quinton got super sick for

a few days. He was so miserable and I felt so bad for

him. Our first week in the house consisted of many

doctor visits , lots of laundry from the throw-ups, tons of

drives to get Q to fall asleep, long sleepless nights and

worried sick parents. Poor Bran actually worried himself

sick one night. This picture does not do justice to how

this week went for us but you get the idea. I'm so glad he

is feeling better and back to his happy self.

Quinton has already found his favorite spots to play. In

the curtains of course and a little landing on the stairs.

This little spot has become a parking garage for all of

Quinton's cars. It is the perfect little window for him and

he always sits and stares outside especially when I tell

him dad is on his way home!

And this is my favorite part of the house. I have actually

started cooking now! YAY!!

Q and dad dancing!! Quinton sure loves his dad and

always has to be doing what Bran is doing even if that

means breaking out in dance.

Getting ready to help dad in the garage.

Helping dad shovel the sidewalks.