Still in Limbo Land

Hi! Not too much to report today. It's supposed to be our closing day, but it got pushed back to Thursday. No one's really surprised, given how disorganized our lending bank has been. But again, they're giving us a good rate so we'll cope.

Over the weekend we celebrated Jared's mom's 60th birthday. We had her over for dinner and a delicious (but kinda ugly, oops) chocolate orange cake I made. We've also been tying up some last-minute moving-related items of business, and on the in-between days Jared takes Jack to play at Grandma Lambert's while I work on getting our home designed and furniture ordered. We found out about some pretty big setbacks this past week (hi we won't get our moving stipend and we unexpectedly have to cover closing costs for our house), so most of our rooms and our backyard will have to wait until next year to be finished. We have the budget to get one room put together (mostly), so I'm focusing on our downstairs living area. That way we'll at least have one nice area to hang out that feels like home. 

Here are some pics from this last week:

Jack's been hanging in there really well, considering all the changes. Occasionally he'll say something like he misses Wyoming or he wants to bring the prairie up here to Washington, but on the whole he's pretty happy. He learned how to climb out of his pack-n-play (his sleeping arrangement until we move into our house), which has been . . . interesting. Ok horrible. At first we were like, "Welllll we were going to transition him out of his crib right after we move anyway so this is just a step in that direction." But now I'm like, "Ok cool let's keep him in his crib til he turns 18." His crib's walls are much higher and he doesn't try to climb out of them. It's been bad. 

If Jack can escape and run around the house, he will escape and run around the house. Even if it's midnight and he's horribly sleep deprived. He's not a kid that just sits still, or enjoys going to bed, ever. Now bed time is this battle of taking him back to bed over and over again, and eventually giving up and rubbing his arm in his bed for half an hour until he falls asleep. And now he either ends up coming to find me at 2 a.m. to sleep in my bed, or waking up way earlier than he used to and coming to get us up too. Everyone's sleep-deprived. In conclusion, I am not ready for this stage yet. We'll be trying to go back to the crib for a little while longer once we're in our new house. I think he'll like having his room set up exactly like it was in Wyoming for a little while, too. 

Ok, we're off to find a hiking trail! Pray for our closing date not to get pushed back again, and for our appliances not to be delayed until next year! We may be doing laundry at the in-laws for a few months. Gr8 times.