Love our new house!

Can’t say it more — I love our new house! We moved about month and half ago from our townhouse to a single family home in a cul-du-sac. That last part about being a cul-du-sac was huge for us. At the townhouse, we wouldn’t go outside as much because I was always afraid of him getting hit by a car since someone was always zooming in and out of our street. Now I don’t worry as much about Monkey getting hit by a car outside and there is so much more for him and Princess to explore.

Today alone, we found a toad, a roly poly, a huge green moth and when Monkey put the roly poly back outside just before bed, he found a baby toad! The biggest excitement we would ever get at the old house was an occasional praying mantis.

Our neighbors are so friendly. Within three weeks of being moved in, we had already met and been invited over to two different houses. Then there was the impromptu moon bounce party we were invited to (long story) and tomorrow we are having some neighbors over to our house for dinner.

So odd that the 7 years we lived in the townhouse, we only had dinner ever with one couple next door. Monkey would play with the two boys across the street occasionally but there really wasn’t a network of kids his age.

In our new neighborhood, there are a TON of kids around his age. We’ve been told this is a product of buying in a new neighborhood. That mostly young couples with kids would be buying in a brand new single family neighborhood. I suppose that makes sense. I feel like it’s more though, as if we were meant to be here.

What can I say, other than I love our new house!

MIA

I don’t know if anyone is following this blog anymore. I know I wouldn’t if someone barely wrote once every three months. But I’m going to try to write more.

I’m going to fess up that the reason I stopped blogging for a while is because I felt I was becoming a part of this self-obsessed, egotistical society too much. No one needs to read or listen to my whining. Or take any of my unsolicited advice.

Then I tried to make this just a memory blog and while it will still probably be mostly that, I still find there are some thoughts just dying to get out and while I may not have someone to tell them to at the time or the right person, I can present them here and fulfill that cathartic need.

If you are still there … Stay tuned.

Sound of the American dream

As I was washing my hands this evening in our master bathroom, I heard the click-click-click of the sprinklers outside. Oddly enough, it occurred to me that the noise coming from those sprinklers gave me some sense of accomplishment. That now we have a yard worthy of that type of sprinkler and therefore a home in the traditional suburban, American dream sense.

I haven’t done my research on the psychology of this but it must be due to some myth promoted by some corporation or governing body somewhere, right?

Princess’ laugh

I’ll have to search through our videos to see if Monkey had a specific baby laugh … I’m pretty sure he did.  But Princess has the cutest baby laugh which I need to record for memory as all of our laughs change as we get older and let’s face it, duller.

I can describe it and if I get the chance, I might put an audio file up.  It’s something like “A-tee-hee-hee”.  So cute.

Primordial Instincts and Attractions

Princess most definitely has an attitude.  It’s weird how different she is than Monkey.  Just intuitively sassy and dramatic.

And things that didn’t appeal to Monkey at this age, appeal to her.  Like my hairbrushes and makeup.  Advertisers and product designers must be reaching into some primordial influence because I haven’t gone out of my way to introduce her to those things (she is after all only 1 1/2), she just finds them the most appealing when rummaging through my bathroom cabinet.  I remember with Monkey it was hubby’s deodorant that he always played with when going through the cabinets in the morning.  I didn’t think anything of it then but now I wonder if the makers of Old Spice deodorant are tapping into some primordial thing Monkey has as a male.

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