The New House

We are in our new home. It's wonderful. The color on the outside is kind of "special," but who wouldn't want burnt salmon paint, you know?
We haven't really taken pictures of the house for the purpose of showing what it looks like, but here are some pictures of us in our first few weeks of moving-in chaos. Justin moved everything into the house by himself. I only helped stabilize things here and there while he carried it.
We love our new home. We love that we are together as a family again.

Unpacking the toy box was as exciting as Christmas Day.

We didn't have many kitchen supplies the first few days, so we got creative.

We had to be creative for entertainment, as well. Justin came up with this game.

Mason and Donovan found all the good hiding places in the house right away.

We have a great tub in our bathroom. The owner of the house was kind enough to leave some things behind, including her elephant curtains.

Can you see the rabbits? They watch us eat dinner sometimes.

We bought the boys new beds (one day we'll stack em, not yet). It took a few days for Donovan to actually sleep in the bed.

This was after his first full-night's sleep. Woohoo! He's a big boy!

The first snow day. Mason wanted to make a snow angel, but didn't want to wear gloves. This snow adventure didn't last very long.

D wasn't amused with the snow.

Another snow day, Mason wore gloves, and LOVED it!

D still wasn't amused. He refuses gloves.

After we play in the snow, we always drink hot chocolate. (If you heat up the dark chocolate almond milk, it tastes like heaven in a cup!)

The mall has a nice play area for snow/cold/rainy days. And it's only down the road! Woohoo!

We've already had a visitor- Melissa Pruneda (aka "Miss Wissa")

So the first few days we didn't have a table. No problem.

We let them watch TV sometimes. Lol. Remember when the big family TV was this size and black and white? I don't.

These were blankets and such that were used for packing. They were filthy. We found Mason in here before we got them washed.

Momma can't be on the ground without getting tackled.