(Picture: completely unrelated to post again--- apparently I can't bear to write without slipping one in. Obviously taken on cup-cake-making-and-eating day. Just thought her expression looked so sweet.... how deceiving.... it must just be the sugar in the batter because I'm pretty sure she was in time-out like a dozen times today... BEFORE her nap.) An update: for those of you who are interested in this ridiculous game we're playing to purchase our next home.
So we planted ourselves first in line yesterday (Thursday) morning. Ross got there in the 7's and I came and took his spot at around 9 (thank you Lizzie and Kodi for watching Sophia ALL DAY!!) and spent the day there with Mila until his parents arrived a little before 4. We started out parked in the car. Doing the nursing, burping, diaper changing, and swaddling thing in the car is not fun. I felt so trashy----parked in my kid-messy car, having pretty much rolled out of bed, all I had going for me? I was wearing clean clothes. But that all changed very quickly as I was blown-out on, snotted on, and doused with spit-up of all levels, (mommies know what I mean?... there's the inoffensive too-much-milk-so-it-comes-right-back-up spit-up... and then it just gets way worse from there... the longer is has to sit in the stomach, the stinkier it gets.) Well I smelled of every kind. And I'd only been there like an hour. The sales agent got settled and felt sorry for me (in addition to my appearance and odor, I was still the only car and probably seemed a little silly) and she told me I could hang out in the loft of one of the models.
So we made ourselves comfortable and set up camp, Bluth style, in the loft of plan 1. The rest of the day was much better. It was only a little embarrassing when unsuspecting model-home-viewers reached the top of the staircase to find a lady draped in a not-so-subtle nursing cover sitting in the movie room next to the poster of Shrek. Wow.
Ross' dad insisted on sleeping in the car last night so Ross could get a normal night's sleep before work. They're so good to us. Thank goodness they're here for the blessing... otherwise I don't know what I would do. Between them, ourselves, and good baby-sitting friends, I think we've got it in the bag. We're first in line (oh yeah, there is a line of 6 or 7 cars now)--- we're getting our house.
The right one.
Pictures coming soon I'm sure.
So we planted ourselves first in line yesterday (Thursday) morning. Ross got there in the 7's and I came and took his spot at around 9 (thank you Lizzie and Kodi for watching Sophia ALL DAY!!) and spent the day there with Mila until his parents arrived a little before 4. We started out parked in the car. Doing the nursing, burping, diaper changing, and swaddling thing in the car is not fun. I felt so trashy----parked in my kid-messy car, having pretty much rolled out of bed, all I had going for me? I was wearing clean clothes. But that all changed very quickly as I was blown-out on, snotted on, and doused with spit-up of all levels, (mommies know what I mean?... there's the inoffensive too-much-milk-so-it-comes-right-back-up spit-up... and then it just gets way worse from there... the longer is has to sit in the stomach, the stinkier it gets.) Well I smelled of every kind. And I'd only been there like an hour. The sales agent got settled and felt sorry for me (in addition to my appearance and odor, I was still the only car and probably seemed a little silly) and she told me I could hang out in the loft of one of the models.
So we made ourselves comfortable and set up camp, Bluth style, in the loft of plan 1. The rest of the day was much better. It was only a little embarrassing when unsuspecting model-home-viewers reached the top of the staircase to find a lady draped in a not-so-subtle nursing cover sitting in the movie room next to the poster of Shrek. Wow.
Ross' dad insisted on sleeping in the car last night so Ross could get a normal night's sleep before work. They're so good to us. Thank goodness they're here for the blessing... otherwise I don't know what I would do. Between them, ourselves, and good baby-sitting friends, I think we've got it in the bag. We're first in line (oh yeah, there is a line of 6 or 7 cars now)--- we're getting our house.
The right one.
Pictures coming soon I'm sure.
13 comments:
Trent told me that his brother is camped out at Talavera and has been since Wednesday. I think they want the house we have. Good Luck.
I'm way too into this. You'd better get this house Lillie and post pictures ASAP. I'm so happy for you guys.
That's right, he wants the 1st one. We have the 2nd one. Which one are you guys going for?
Oh my gosh, you guys have been busy!! I am so excited for you, and it's crazy you're already to THAT POINT in your lives, upgrading to a bigger home!! I love it, congratulations!! I can't wait to see pictures of the one you actually get. It's funny how it may seem right in the beginning, but then you both get a pit in your stomach everytime you think about that house you bought, or almost bought. That happened with Dan & I, we made an offer on a home before this one, and we just felt sick about it. I guess that's the Lord's way of guiding us in the right direction...or maybe just all the upgrades?! j/k. Anyway, just had to catch up on your cute pictures, Sophia and her little dance pictures...can you get any cuter? I'm up way too late breastfeeding Alli, and now I'm having way too much fun on your blog! Love you, Lillie, and thanks for the Happy Birthday message!!
p.s. you made me laugh so hard with your story about you and Mila in the loft, and the sour milk smell all over you...I seriously laughed out loud, I think I popped a stitch!!
i can't believe you bought a house. it looks huge. i bet you guys are so excited, i am for you. congrats on a big purchase.
Great news! After all that build up, you'll feel like you got a mansion! I'm happy for you guys. That Bluth style comment just cracks me up. They should have done more seasons of that show!!
These stories are hilarious.
That was really cool of Ross' dad.
I cannot wait to see pictures of this dream home!!!! Can I just say that I am so jealous. I've tried talking Mike into letting us move. Not happening - I can still dream though, right??? Maybe one day he'll give in.
How wonderful for you Lillie! But how can you move out of our ward? How can I teach nursery without sweet Sophia there? Who will sing and bop along during music time? I will certainly miss seeing your adorable family at church. After all, you are the first church person I met here in the desert (OK, maybe second, I think Judd introduced us when I was living at the Marriott) and you were so sweet to listen to me when I was fretting over my home buying situation. It's not like you're moving far far away, but moving out of the ward makes it feel like it. Let me know if you need any help with your move. I really am so very excited for you. Those are beautiful homes.
COngrats on all the home-buying woes and triumps (sp)?!! I am glad that you will be a pro by the time we are ready, and can therefore walk us through it! Keep me updated!!
YEAH! So exciting. What a story you will have to tell about this house!
5 little letters to add to how cool I already think you are. b l u t and h. I was having a mini-marathon with my friend just this morning.
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