Our New Home

We are now, officially, home owners.  We just finished getting the last things out of the apartment and everything is all cleaned up.  It has taken us a little over a week to get everything out and cleaned.  It was a long and exhausting experience.
I packed, practically, everything myself and Benjamin took, practically, everything down to the truck all by himself, nearly busted his knee in the process.  My amazing Man must've got up and down those 3 flights of stairs 200 times.  I helped when I could and with some of the big things.  The kids did a great job at not getting in the way and not being too needy, that first day. They really were impressive.

We did eventually get help this last Thursday (Thank you SO MUCH, I don't know what we would've done with out your help!)

As with all newly acquired things there is always something that officially breaks it in and makes it your own.  Our story goes like this.  I was making pancakes in the kitchen while Benjamin comforted an upset baby Bracken.  Entegra was playing at the table with some toys and Inara...well, Inara was trying to help unpack.  There was an open box in the dinning room we were slowly unpacking.  Inara came into the kitchen and told me, "I burn, I burn."  She showed me her finger which looked fine and I didn't see how she could've burnt herself on the stove since I had been there the whole time and hadn't turned around at all.  However, I did smell something burning, but brushed it off as the pancakes (which tells you how often I burn pancakes.)  Ben walked into the dinning room and let out a huge "AAAHHHHHHHH!!"
As you can guess, Inara found matches in that one box and somehow managed to light one.  She dropped it on our new carpet which melted and now we have a 1 inch burnt/melted carpet spot to always remember our first week in our first home.
It could have been a lot worst.  There was the box she got the matches out of that had newspaper that could've burst into flames.  Or the pile of cardboard and newspapers two feet in the other direction.  I guess thankfully it was just on the carpet.  By the way, her finger is fine.

It is now the end of our first week in our new house and we've had many lovely experiences.  Inara lighting the carpet on fire, children screaming bloody murder because of a moth (Oh, I didn't tell you that one?  I will later), Benjamin pulverizing our front yard (that one too), and the killing of 4 freakishly large ants, 3 spiders, and 1 wasp.  But we love this house.  Walking down the hallway feels, right.  Our neighborhood is beautiful and serene.  The kids can actually ride their bikes.

It's great.  : )
-Taryn