Life...

It has been an interesting couple of weeks. Our house is officially on the market, and Randy and I spent 2 weeks do to dos. Fixing the yard, spring cleaning everything... and we didn't quite finish in time. I started working, and was really enjoying it, but... things happen. Randy found out he is going to be working most of the summer, with a week off here and there. This changed the need of me to work. The girls were starting to break down, and made it clear that they did not want me to work. I would come home, and if Kimmie was awake she wanted me to sleep next to her so I couldn't leave. Me working was unnecessary, but I was enjoying the little breaks, even if it got in the way of everything. Through the counsel of my family, I had to decide that this is the most important time for me to be home with my children, and if i don't have to work I shouldn't. Well, I don't have a backbone, and it took a week before I finally called and told work I just wasn't coming anymore. I feel like my work ethic shot through the roof, but it is a relief to be free of it.
Now I am home, and frantically cleaning and finishing the packing before anyone decides to come look at my house. I am super worried that my house will not sale, and we are going to be having some financial issues.

Happy notes. Erin came for a week!!! She is on her way to Europe now, but it was so much fun to see her (I saw little with me still working). My girls loved it! She is such a great person, and helped as much as she could in the craziness my home was this last week. Count down is on until the rest of the Harrops are here, and then Randy will be home for Kristina's Open House. I can't wait. It is a matter of accomplishing everything now.
Kimber has started Singing about EVERYTHING! she sings about going potty, and snakes (don't know where that came from) and anything. It is really cute. She sings words over and over again, when we ask what she is doing she says "Singing" like we are stupid.
Nikki is walking, and walking and walking. She doesn't want to be carried, and told where to go. She is also vary fearless. We went to the park the other day and she would walk of the ledge of the slide to fall on her back and slide the rest of the way down, squealing the entire time. I love being a mom and watching them grow and become their own person.