New Spaces

So this is going to be a lengthy post. I have been promising people for weeks that I would post pictures of the basement once it was done. Well--it's as done as it's going to get for now, so I took way too many pictures and posted them all. We've been working on this project for a full year now, and it feels great not having a major project to work on every night. Tim is probably going through withdrawl--I'm sure he is really missing the never ending question "So, are you gonna work on the basement tonight?" Ha! Ha!

We could not resist making an office themed with BYU stuff. I'm pretty sure Tim spends most of his spare time (all 10 minutes he gets a day) in his new room.

the "Tween" room

Kenzie is constantly reminding me that she is a "tween"--Who came up with that word anyway? We tried to make her room reflect her and it came out just right. She couldn't be more thrilled to have her own space.

Little Lady

Lady was watching me take pictures of all the rooms, and she insisted I take some of her room too. So, even though it's not new, it's still my most favorite bedroom of all!

Girlie-girl

Maddy's room screams "girl" and that is exactly what she wanted it to say. She loves almost everything about the new place, but she would still prefer sharing a room when it comes to sleeping. She gets a little lonely for Kenzie at bedtime.

Playroom

Kenzie and Maddy's old room has now officially become the playroom. It was like bringing back some long, lost friends when we pulled the computer, toys, games, and books out of storage. This room was the final project, and now the basement is really finished (again, I am not counting the bathroom--it still needs a vanity and sink) but, HOORAY anyway!!

Remembering

I'm sure all of you remember exactly where you were and exactly what you were doing the moment you found out about 9/11. I was sitting in my family room, watching PBS with the kids, and sharing a bowl of Cheerios. My mom called and asked if I had been watching the news--needless to say, within minutes, I was on the phone calling Tim at work and calling my neighbors. It was a long few days of constantly watching the news reports and feeling so blessed that my family was safe. Lindsey sent me these pictures last year and I thought they were worth passing on. I think it's important to remember.

Hi-YA!

Laityn came home from school last week and was so pleased to tell me that at recess she was chasing boys (of course she was.). She continued her story, informing me that one of the boys had told her "he knowed karate". She demonstrated how he held his hands up in the "karate formation".

"So", Lady continued, "I showed him my karate moves!" I wasn't aware she had karate moves. . . not quite sure when that happened.

Anyway, my comment was "Really? You know karate?"

"Yep! And I did my moves on that boy!" At this point I'm wondering if she actually made contact while doing her moves.

"Did you hit him?"

"No, I just showed him my moves!"

"Will you show me your moves?"

"I can't, we isn't fighting mom!"

Later that evening, Lady was more than happy to fight with Dad and demonstrate her karate moves. She took it so seriously, we had to work to hold in the laughter! Needless to say, I am now waiting for the phone call from the school informing me that my daughter has karate chopped some poor boy--the drama of Kindergarten continues.