BIG Changes!

Trey and I have known for a while that we wanted to move, but it is such a big decision! We pray about it, talked about it, and finally we did it...we put our house up for sale! I LOVE our house. I LOVE our neighborhood. We have lived here for four years. We have brought two precious baby girls home to this house. This has been the perfect house for us these past four years. However, we want to be in a different school district and we thought it would be nice to have a playroom for the girls so we are not completely overwhelmed by the toys. 

Sooo, here is our house! I took these pictures off of our realtor's website. It has been for sale for two weeks, we have had 11 or 12 showings and one offer (which we did not accept). 

Our living room looking into our kitchen. 

Living Room.

Breakfast Area.

Kitchen. 

Dining Room. 

Master bedroom. 

Master Bathroom. 

Ella's Room.

Layla's Room. 

Guest Bedroom. 

Backyard.

It has not been fun having our house on the market with two small kids. Yes, one time someone just showed up and I was so caught off guard I let them in only to realize Ella had gone pee pee in her bathroom and had not flushed! I was SO embarrassed! Yesterday I had one hour to get the girls dressed, fed, vacuum, wipe down the tables, do the dishes and make two beds. When I left I was covered in sweat! I pray it is not on the market long because my sweet husband might kill me because I obsess over the tiniest of messes. We have gotten some great feedback and have two couples very interested so I pray it sells soon.

We are building a new home and it won't be ready until October, so that will be a whole new adventure of probably living in an apartment until it is finished!

Last Day of School

Ella started weekday school at First Baptist Church in September of 2011. Her last day of school was in May. This was the morning of her first day. She was my baby, she was always with me every minute of every day. It was a sad day for me, but I knew she would enjoy it. I had all of the worries, what if she won't nap, what if she won't eat her lunch, what if she hates it.

She was 2 years old and looking at her carrying her backpack and lunch box that weighed her down was almost comical.

Eight months later her backpack isn't near as big on her. I have no more worries because she has loved school and has made some great friends. Her teachers were wonderful and it has been such a sweet experience for her and me. 

Her sweet curls are almost gone now and she looks so much older! She is just the sweetest, most thoughtful little girl. 

She would tell me everyday about her boyfriend, Jagger, and always told me she played with the boys. Oh no, we are in trouble!!! I love to hear her sing the sweet songs she learns and have enjoyed listening to the new things she learns. I am just so thankful that she goes to school where we also go to church and sees a lot of the same kids and teachers over and over again.