Oh yeah, we're homeowners.

Well, we've bought a house! Yay! It's awesome. We've been in here for almost a month now. We're nowhere near being completely settled in, but it's a process. Nate loves his new house, especially his backyard. He could dig in the flower bed with a spoon all day. He helped me rake the leaves the other day and thought it was awesome. And by help I mean he ran amuck through all my piles. We haven't met many of the neighbors, but it's gotten cold so everyone stays in. But I have a feeling we'll see how many kids are in the neighborhood whenever the snow comes. Mitch loves being able to pull into his garage and the garbage can isn't across a parking lot. We want to say thank you to everyone for helping us move. I know you are all happy that you won't have to help us move again for awhile! Maybe never again because Mitch and I are probably going to throw in the towel and just pay someone next time around. Haha. But we'll be here for a bit, we have lots of fun plans for our little house. We'll get around to doing eventually because of course our blogs will soon be filled with pictures of our new little boy. Nate still refuses to talk to me about the baby. Mitch has gotten him to talk a little about it. But he just walks away when I ask him anything about his baby brother. He'll figure it out soon enough. 

Well, I'll try to post some more pictures of the house whenever I find that my house isn't littered with random crap and boxes, and dinosaurs. There are dinosaurs everywhere, all the time. 

Mud.

Nate went on an outing with Mitch. They came home with all of Nate's clothes in a plastic bag. Mitch said he was trying to get the minnows. I'm pretty sure he had a blast. 

Random fun.

This is Nate with his new Thomas the Tank sunglasses, and my waffle cone. He asked for a bite and I didn't get it back. He really likes his sunglasses too. He loves to be like Mitch. He also has picked up a bad habit of calling Mitch, MItch. Because I call Mitch to wake him up or from across the house to get his attention, Nate likes to holler it with me. It's bad though because Nate doesn't pronounce it correctly. Nate uses an R rated version. 

Nate found himself a little hidey hole while we were in Walmart. I was walking and I heard him say "bye, mom" and I turned around and saw his feet disappearing into the cereal boxes. It took awhile to get him to leave his little fort. 

And of course, Nate found himself another pile of dirt and rocks. He has a particular tree on our walk that he thinks monkey George lives in. So whenever we pass it, he hollers up the tree for George to come down. I had to tell him that George was out for the day so he planted himself under the tree to play with the rocks and wait until he came back. He had a pretty good time, even though George never showed.

Nate's photography.

Nate is temporarily in our room because we have a friend staying with us. I'm loving it because Nate wakes me up every morning with a very loud, "morning!" It is too cute. But apparently he woke up and managed to get my phone off the side table, so he didn't bother waking me up. I woke up to a bunch of funny clicks so I sat up to investigate. Nate looked at me with such innocent eyes and said "pictures, mommy!" Now, it's one of his favorite things to do. Here is a sample of his beautiful work.

And a picture of him playing on the trains in downtown Lebanon. I'm super excited to be moving there!

Catapult.

So, I watch the History channel and whatnot a lot. Whenever a show comes on about all the awesome things people were able to come up with way back when, I'm always interested. I've always thought the catapult was a pretty nifty idea for a weapon. But I'm much less impressed now. I took Nate to his normal little rock quarry and gave him some spoons to dig with. It took Nate all of two minutes to figure out the concept of a catapult. His spoon got stuck and he looked at the end and just smashed his fist down on it. He said "boom!" And looked like he'd discovered the greatest thing in the world. That kept him entertained for almost an hour. Especially when he used his catapult to keep the dragons away because those sneaky guys are always hiding in the grass. 

The curious case of the skunk.

This is Nate on his way home, without his pants and jacket. He randomly projectile vomited at the Cracker Barrel. I guess he ate too much, because he was fine after that. Once we got in the car and he could smell it, he just plugged his nose and kept saying "phew, skunk." Apparently he thought a skunk tagged along for the ride home. It was pretty eventful. And he thought it was funny to wear shoes without pants. That is also a net full of dinosaurs he caught. 

The random pile of rocks.

I'm not sure why this is here, but Nate thinks this little oasis of rocks is amazing. He loves playing with his animals and the dinosaurs. Although he calls them dragons instead of dinosaurs. He's pretty funny, the tiger and giraffe are good friends, but nobody likes the triceratops. There are two of them and I guess it's a little dinosaur gang or something. Good fun.

We still haven't had much luck with the house hunt. I've come to the conclusion that a lot of people that design houses must not actually live in one. It's amazing how much someone can screw up the functionality of a house. But, one will eventually come along for us and I cannot wait! It's going to be great when we can get a backyard for Nate and his little brother too. Hopefully we'll be able to visit again before baby dos gets here, but if not maybe we'll have a guest bedroom for people to come visit!