La, La, La Luke, I am your Father

This past week has been hairy, stressful and exhausting. Not that it was all bad, no. Eric has been working very hard on getting the floors ready so we can move in this week. We have had many people help (Dave, Stewarts, Jeppesens...and many more) us out on all the un-fun stuff at the house, and we say a huge "THANK YOU"!!! We're not near done yet, but moving forward. I'm such the type of person who likes to finish, complete something. I love to check things off my mental "to-do" list. Sooooo, when I look around and see a long list of things to do and no end in sight, I get discouraged and stressed. I feel bad because when I mentioned to Eric how stressed out I was, I knew he has been working like a dog this whole week (assuming you're thinking of a hardworking, relentless type of dog- no dainty poodles here). :)I said to Eric that our next house would be in move-in condition. ;)

Something I've learned about myself through all this house stuff is that I tend to not like something until I've worked on it, or helped someone. This includes my dear children. I come to love them more as I care for them, ect., and not a love at first sight kind of a gal.

Three positive things for this entry:
1) Avery went back to liking her pacifier - yay, and is a happy baby.
2) Zachery is saying his prayers all by himself!
3) I love that Eric is hard working and diligent.