Category - Home Sweet Home

Quite Grand

Our piano has arrived.  A week later than expected, but it’s here.  When asked about the delay, the mover said “it was bigger than we’d expected, so it took longer than we expected.”

I’m wondering if maybe they had strapped it to their backs and hiked over the Rockies with it.  No matter, it is here now.

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We were actually pretty impressed by the movers.  They got this 900+ pound piano off the truck, up two porch steps and into the house in just a couple of minutes. As they stood there catching their breath, one guy said, “There’s no air up here!” I can’t imagine the effort  needed to move a piano at 6,500 feet above sea level!

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Pumpkin Girl and I are thrilled to have it.  It looks great in our house and it sounds beautiful, even though it probably needs to be tuned.  I have to say that I love this piano!  My mom has been saving it for me, waiting for us to stop moving around.  And now we have and here it is!  I’m having fun playing it again and I’m working on getting a couple of my more impressive pieces back up to speed.  And now I’ve got to find a piano teacher for Pumpkin.

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Monday Musings

Don’t you hate it when you gather up enough energy and motivation to make dinner, just to find out you’re missing one ingredient?

Almost every day, between 2:30 and 5:30 PM, it rains.  Sometimes just a little, but usually it’s a pretty good downpour.

The deer around here are pretty funny.  The mamas like to walk together in pairs, with their little ones.  Just like human mamas.  We saw 2 young bucks out together on a Saturday evening.  They had small antlers that were still fuzzy.  They were probably off to some stag party.

We have a bunny that lives in our backyard.  I wanted to name it Benjamin Bunny, but Pumpkin Girl thinks its a girl, so we’re calling it Cottontail.

With all the wildlife around, yes there are predators.  I’m not too worried, though, because hunting is not allowed within the city limits.

I’ve heard coyotes barking on three different nights.  I’m hoping that in a few years they will be a deterrent to any of our children thinking to break curfew or sneak out of the house.

We’ve been unpacking for 2 weeks now and I’m pretty bored.  The boxes marked “DVDs” had books and at least one box marked “Books” was all DVDs. We can’t find our down comforter.  The Mexican terra-cotta sun that we bought in Nogales when we were newlyweds was packed flat at the bottom of a box marked “fragile.”  It arrived in pieces.

I ordered a new hammock, this time one that will fit 2 adults.  When I went to price them, it turned out that the frame alone was worth twice what we paid for the whole thing.  So we didn’t lose out at all.

School starts here in August.  I’m tempted to get my late sleeping self up early and go to the bus stop that’s across the street from our house and meet some of the neighborhood moms and kids.  I’ll probably end up just chuckling to myself as I hear the bus go by as I’m still in bed.

Ok, enough rambling, there are still boxes to unpack.

Moving In

The last two weeks have been a bit of a blur.  We’ve spent a ton of money trying to stimulate the economy through our home decorating efforts.  Pillows for the reading nook, curtains for Pumpkin Girl’s room, a guest room bed for whichever Nomads turn up on our doorstep, and a bunch of other stuff I can’t even remember.

Then our stuff arrived.  Pumpkin and I were looking out my bedroom window when a moving truck loaded with crates drove by.  “Hey cool,” I said. “There goes someone’s stuff.”  Then the truck slowed down and began to turn around.  It was our stuff, of course.

The unloading went well and we were amazed to see what happens when you more than double your square footage.  Every prior move to this resulted in our new home being crammed with boxes and misplaced furniture.  We could barely move and sometimes had to unpack boxes just to be able to reach a bed or the toilet.  Not so with this house!  Not one room is overstuffed which makes the whole unpacking ordeal so much easier. And, to our great surprise and relief, we did not go over our weight allowance, but were under by about 2,000 pounds.  Which is good because we have to pay by the pound for any excess.

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While the movers were here, the children and I spent part of the morning on our deck.  We watched the gliders from the Air Force Academy fly over us and spotted a deer behind the house.
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And now the days are consumed with unpacking.  It’s painful.  Even with a bigger house, it can be difficult to find places for things.  It took me 3 days to unpack the kitchen.  Just unpack – there’s still a little bit to put away.  I finally couldn’t stand it anymore and moved on to the linen closet and the children’s rooms.

And I desperately need decorating help.  More on that later.

Pikes Peak or Bust

You will be happy to know that the rest of our journey west was uneventful, boring even.   From Ohio we got to Missouri and stopped for the night and a swim in the hotel pool.  The next two days droned on as Missouri turned into Kansas turned into Colorado. Hundreds of thousands of miles, or so it seemed, of endless farmlands.  Corn, corn and more corn.  We were focused on our goal, so we resisted the temptation of stopping to see the World’s Biggest Big Mac, the World’s Biggest Prairie Dog, or the World’s Biggest Van Gogh. However, we did ponder the ability of the World’s Largest Prairie Dog to eat the World’s Largest Big Mac. Finally we turned off the interstate and headed southwest, with Pike’s Peak barely visible in the distance.  Colorado slowly began to distinguish itself from Kansas as the Rocky Mountains grew larger and at last we reached our new hometown.

As we made the final turns to our new home, my heart started to beat faster.  It still seemed a bit surreal to be going home- our home – for the first time.

And so here we are.  We’ve seen 7 deer, 2 were in the dry creek behind our house, 3 were in the park across the street and one was in the grocery store parking lot.  Apparently there are coyote in the bluff behind the park, and black bears are not unheard of.  The children have already put a hole in the hammock we bought from the previous owners.

The new roof that the previous owners are paying for is taking like 4 times longer than it should, but at least it’s getting done.  We had the carpets deep cleaned and discovered that they are actually a lighter color than we’d thought!  We also got the locks changed and the cable set up.  All that we need now is our actual furniture and that will arrive on Friday.

The other evening we sat on our deck and enjoyed the cool mountain air.  An occasional breeze stirred up the Aspen trees behind our house and it all felt so right.

It’s good to be home.

Eureka!

On our second day of house hunting, Pike’s Peak was clearly visible, strong and silent and covered with snow.  The rain was gone and the temperatures were mild and we were confident that God would reveal our new house to us, just as he had revealed the mountain.

We were right.

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I’m reluctant to share too many pictures here because the house is still occupied and the pictures are full of their stuff.

But I will show you the kitchen.

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And the view from the dining room into the backyard.

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And check out the staircase –

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And for good measure, this is the park directly across the street.
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We close on June 30th.

As Boo used to say so often, “God has blessed us again!”

Dream House

In a few weeks, we’re going to go house hunting.  We’ll be buying a house for the very first time ever and God willing, it will be our only house.  We have some definite ideas of what this dream house will have, even the children have their wish list.

Boo would like a garage.

Pumpkin Girl wants a finished attic.

Bip wants an alligator elevator in the living room.

I think someone is going to have to compromise.

First There Was Moving Stuff

So, first there was the moving stuff.  Remember w-a-y back in November 2006 when we went to Disneyland, our house flooded causing $5000 worth of damages and we had to move out upon our return?  No?  Go look at the pictures here:  More Pictures

Well, what’s not in the pictures is the one inch of water that was found standing in our dining room.  That water damaged our buffet table and it was peeling.  It needed to be repaired before being moved so the damage wouldn’t get worse.  So we called the furniture guy to pick it up.

Go take a look at the buffet table here:  Buffet Table.  As you can see, it has four drawers and two cabinets.  Of course, they were packed with stuff, anything from placemats and table runners to cell phone chargers and batteries.  All that stuff had to go somewhere for the buffet table to leave.

I’m getting to that.

So the very same day that the buffet table left to be repaired, we needed to set out a worn out couch on the curb for trash pick up.  They only do bulk item removal once a month so it had to be that day.  Philip grabbed a neighbor to help but our staircase is very narrow.  So narrow that to get a queen size bed in or out of the house, one of the upstairs windows has to be removed and the bed shoved in/out.  But we also have a bookshelf on one landing and it needed to be emptied and removed before the couch could come down.

We just emptied the contents of the bookshelf into the same area as the buffet stuff went.

It looked like this:

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Yes, those are boxes of Girl Scout cookies.  They are for troops at Walter Reed, not me.

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Piles of books.

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Books, mail, baskets, dishes and the empty bookshelf off to the side.

Did I mention this was the day before my parents were to arrive?

8 Ways to Make Choretime Work in Your Home

1.  Use “if -then” consequences.  In other words, if the chores are not done correctly, then there’s no watching TV/going out to play/getting on the computer.  Whatever your child enjoys doing in their free time is on the line here,so  they need to learn to work before play.  I know some families that require chores to be done before breakfast.  They don’t have many problems with morning dawdlers!

2.  Have a set chore time. We do chores twice a day – in the morning after breakfast and in late afternoon.  Chore time is the same every day so my children know what to expect.  Give fair warnings, like announcing that chore time is in 30 minutes, then setting a timer to let everyone know it’s time to get to work.

3.  Set a good example.  When your children are doing chores, you do yours, too.

4.  Take the time to train. Don’t expect your child to know what to do.  Teach them how to look under the bed, behind the dresser and on the closet floor when cleaning their room.  Show them how to get into the corners when sweeping the floor. Explain how move furniture around when vacuuming.

5.  Inspect their work. Depending the age, ability and dependability of the child, you don’t need to inspect their chores every day.  For younger children or a child learning a new chore, you might have to work with them for a while.  Eventually they can work on their own, with daily inspections and finally you can taper off to the occasional pop inspection.

6.  Use specific feedback.  When checking on their work, let your child know what they did right and what needs improvement.  Don’t say, “this room is still a mess”, instead say, “You did a good job making the bed, but I see some clothes sticking out under the bed. “  Or, “The bathroom sinks are nice and shiny, but I think you forgot the mirrors.”  When they get everything done correctly, give them lots of praise!

7.  Be flexible.  In our home, afternoon chores need to started at 5 PM.  The National Anthem plays at that time, signaling my children to come in from outside.  When their chores are completed, they may go back outside.  However, I also allow them to do their chores before they head out so that they may play without interruption.  However this is a privilege earned by doing chores correctly and without complaint.

8.  Remember that chore training is a part of parenting. Yes, it is easier to do household chores yourself.  You’ll be faster and do them better.  But being consistent with chores is teaching your children so many good things.

For more about how I set up a chore system, see my article at the Homeschool Classroom: Managers of Their Chores.

Christmas Spirit

Our celebration of Rebecca’s birthday yesterday included going out to dinner and a visit to the Festival of Lights, as we’ve done on her birthday for the last 4 years.  If you’re in the area, I’d highly recommend seeing the Festival of Lights – it’s only $5 a car/van.

So now we have celebrated the birth of our baby and we’re in the proper mood to celebrate the birth of another baby.  As I type, we are listening to the audio book of The Autobiography of Santa Claus, so I’m feeling festive.  Here’s a quick tour of just some of the decorations around our house.

Here is our Advent Wreath which we made as a family at an workshop put on by our parish.  It sits on our buffet table, next to our dining room table.  Right behind it is what looks like a painting of Our Lady of Guadalupe, but it’s not a painting, but a puzzle!  We bought it in Cozumel last year.


Speaking of world travels, Philip and I bought these nesting Santas in France on our honeymoon.  I made the Santa standing in the back when we lived in Arizona.


I made this star when I was 2.  What craft talent I had even then!


I found this ornament at Disneyland.  There is a Christmas store in New Orleans square, right near the exit of Pirates of the Caribbean.  We stopped in there, either right before or right after eating at the Blue Bayou, our favorite Disney restaurant.  I was pregnant with Pumpkin Girl at the time.  She arrived just after Christmas that year, but I hung this ornament on the tree when she and I came home from the hospital before the New Year.


This is the White House Christmas Tree ornament from 2001.  We have one from each year we’ve been stationed in DC: 2000, 2001, 2005-2007.  We still need to get this year’s.

My itty bitty Santas.  The one on the left is a Lego Santa that came with a tube of toothpaste sometime when I was in high school.  I think I bought the star Santa and the pencil Santa at a little country store in Kentucky.


Bip saw a Santa lotion dispenser in a magazine and insisted that he needed one.  He asked about it every day until I went online in search of one like the one he saw.  I found this one at the Sears website, on sale.  Bip loves it!  It’s hard to see in the picture, but his beard is glittery.


I have a side light window next to my front door.  These Santas greet you when you walk up to my house. I painted them when we lived at Ft Leavenworth, KS.

I took these pictures at random, whatever struck my fancy as I walked through our house.  As I described them here, I realized that so many of our Christmas decorations reflect the travels of our lives.  Everything has a story.  I’ll have to tell more of them next year.

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