It's been a week

I haven't blogged in a while, even though there is a lot of things going on.

Tuesday the family got a phone call that my grandfather was in the hospital following a cardiac event and a resulting car accident. I rushed to be with my mother and help with her family. We have had one day of viewing and there is a second one today, the funeral tomorrow. All and I mean all of my family is here. There are 30 of us all together. It's been wondeful and quite tiring at the same time.

I'll write more after everything is settled.

My money pit

When Em was about 6 months old, Brian and I started to look at houses. We talked a lot and worked around and around on a lot of ideas. We talked about building, renivating and just buying. We looked at a lot of options and long story short we ended up renting a house that we bought. It belonged at the time to some old family friends and as much work as they had done, it still needed a bit more.
After looking and looking on line, we decided that the closet thing about our style of house was an American 4 square. Essentally, 4 rooms downstairs and 4 rooms upstairs. We have a full attic and a partially finished basement. I hate the house. Really hate it.
Now, think about your house. Think about the house that you grew up in. I mean, like my parent's house. Three bedrooms. How many windows are there? My parents, not including sky lights have 19 windows. That' including the attic and the old sun porch that has tons of windows. My house, including the basement and attic has 25 windows!!! and 4 doors. That doesn't leave a lot of wall space.
Well, it was right for the price. It needs a lot of work for it to be my dream, well not dream house, but better than it is now.
We have been working on the kitchen. Brian and I decided to get rid of the never used breakfast nook and a few other things. Yesterday we finally put the floor down. That was the last piece that needed to be done.
We also built a patio in the back yard and a few other things.

Kids say the damnst things

This past weekend we were away camping with some really good friends. We went up to Cantine Field for the fireworks and the carnival. Our friends have a four year old little boy and Em loves him.
Now, neither Brian nor I have ever really censored our mouths around Emily. We would rather that she know when saying bad words are appropriate and when they are not. She for the most part understands that they are grown up words and that she shouldn't use them.
Well, Em was anxious to get to the rides and she had no desire to stop and look at all the junk booths full of over priced glow sticks and other crap. But our little friend thought it was all soooo cool he wanted to see it all.
At one point we were well in front of our party and we stopped. Em turned to me and said "They are being a pain in the ass. What the hell is taking them so long?"
Okay. I needed to remind her that she was using grown up words, and that it wasn't okay. But it was all I could do not to laugh. I scolded her, agreed that they were being a pain in the ass and taking too long for her. Then I sent her to hold Daddy's hand so that I could turn around and release the laugh that I was holding in, well bearly.
Em's speech therapist wrote a note on her report card that Em's vocabulary was well above her peers, even though she still has issues with tense and grammar. She says things like I sleep good last night. But the best part is that she understands what a lot of words mean and uses them correctly.
It's really funny to listen to her say things like she was jelious or that something was rediculous. She's right. She knows what it means.
Em started with her new sitter this week, a lovely woman named Jenae. Emily is not a few hundred feet from my office and I have been picking her up. I get there and she doesn't say Hi Mom! or Let's go home. It's why are you here so quick? That's a great sign!!!