Our lived in kitchen
Our dining room/desk area(picture courtesy of Vaeh)
The living room being lived in
Since we've moved in we've maid a few improvements. First, we switched the refrigerator door. It was opening into the laundry room rather than the kitchen. Then we switched out the light fixtures in the bathroom. They were those hideous Hollywood type lights, so that was a no brainer. Then we built our own baby gate for the stairs. Joseph is a new walker, which translates into him being super clumsy. Our stairway is at the end of the hallway and I would just hold my breath every time he would walk by. So we figured since we built our house, a gate would be a piece of cake. Not so. We struggled, but it is finally up and functional after some slight alterations from the original plan. I think it looks nice, but Aaron wants to build another. I don't blame him, we did have to jimmy rig it to fit. No painting yet. I can't seem to decide on colors, or which walls to paint. It makes such a huge difference, so I don't want to make a bad choice.
The baby gate in all its glory
One quite impulsive and not well thought out choice we made was to get a puppy. Our original plan was to wait until the spring when our gate is up so that house training, and everything else that comes along with a dog, would be easier. Since KSL is my new favorite place to shop, I of course was looking at puppies. Aaron expressed his interest in Huskies, so we found some really cute husky muts(they have lab and german shepherd) that were really cute and we caved. He is super cute and has one blue eye. He looks like a husky with the floppy ears of a lab. I hadn't had a dog since I lived in Farmington, and I either forgot or never noticed that puppies are somewhat of a pain. He hasn't had many accidents in the house and has been surprisingly easy to house train. The problem is his constant need to chew on everything(including the children), and his tiny bladder that makes him have to pee every two hours(including night time too). I have to constantly watch him to make sure he isn't peeing somewhere, or chewing the children. I also have to watch the kids to make sure they aren't torturing the dog. Breaking him of the biting habit has proven to be difficult. Last night I was toying with the idea of getting rid of him, but he has also brought something to the table. Because of the dog, my brother Drew has decided he wants to come around often. Its been fun to have Drew over, and I'm pretty sure if the dog goes Drew will follow suit. I'm hanging in there fighting for the idea that when Kenai(our puppy) gets bigger he will be a wonderful, loyal and smart dog. For those two reasons the puppy has immunity for now.
The little trouble maker the day after we got him
I suppose this post has exceeded its limit so I will leave it at that.