Wow things have changed!
K got the Lynden job, packed all of our belongings and drove up from Laramie last weekend. The kids and I had already moved into a tiny apartment here in Wasilla on the 15th with help from our eight-month hosts-turned-movers, Gramma and Grampy. We are forever in their debt. Hey we're forever in debt anyway.
The Laramie house is on the market and we've had some offers. A couple of offers were close to working out but didn't. So... selling a house is a bit stressful.
School started! Kindergarten doesn't start until next week, but they had some testing on Monday of this week. T is adjusting to all the new things - new home, neighborhood, school, teacher, potential friends, etc. She's sort of bummed out that 'nobody wants to play' with her at recess, but that will hopefully change soon. She calls her best friend in Laramie about once a week. She reads book after book. The other options are playing with her brother and sister or going outside with the dog for a while. LittleK is super excited for school and is happy to have her dog back.
We're roughing it without couches, a table or a TV until the moving van gets here about September 4th. Our little car-DVD player stopped working a long time ago, and we just got phone and internet service yesterday I think.
We're all getting used to rules like being quiet (!), no bikes or toys outside and no storage room inside for them, park your car this certain way, don't use the dishwasher at this time of day, don't let your kids play outside (!), etc. The apartment grounds are half-paved lots and half-gravel for dogs to poop on, no playground in sight. Hopefully six months will pass quickly. Other than those minor annoyances we all like Wasilla so far.
R is vertically-inclined. Of course that means he falls down from the heights he reaches so there's always some bump or thump happening. He has no fear on ladders or stairs at the playground and since he started running, he's hard to catch. His speech still isn't very clear but he tries new words all the time. We like to try to get him to say 'sudoku' (dukka-doo) and we're still trying for 'please' (eee).
LittleK is boorrrrrrrrrrred and Misterguy pooped so I'll have to leave it at that.
