We have enough interest that the Peep Show will go on! It will be smaller than previous years, but that is okay. :)
All-O-ver, Ol-i-vore . . . we're learning that Oliver's name has some fun mispronunciations.
Also, ask him what is name is and this is what you'll hear: "My name is Oli . . . Oli . . . Oliv . . . Oli . . . I don't know."
Here I am at SFO. Again. What should have been a 40 minute layover has turned into a 5 hour layover with merely a possibility of getting on the red-eye at 10:30. Flying standby. And if I don't get on the standby flight . . . they tell me my next shot at JFK isn't for 24 hours. Yeah. So let's hope that doesn't happen. And if I don't get on standby, well, there's got to be another way home.
S: Oliver, Is Mom a child of God?
O: Yes!
S: No, Mom is a grown up!
The one night -- ever -- when Micah and I get to bed at 10:00 and could, feasibly, get 9 hours of uninterrupted sleep, Simon wakes up crying inexplicably at midnight and can't go back to sleep, Oliver falls out of bed, and we're all out a couple of hours of sleep. Clearly we need to never try to go to to bed early. It's the only way to get a good night's sleep around here.
Remember how we had only lived here a few days when this happened in the hallway?:
And we’d only been here a few weeks when we came home from church to find our kitchen ceiling leaking.:
Our living room ceiling started leaking when they turned the heat on and our calls to the plumber and the landlord resulted in . . . nothing. Or more accurately, a slight cave in, which happened a few weeks ago.:
Last night we came home from a Chinese New Year Party to find the mat in the bathroom soaking wet and no real evidence to tell us how it got that way. We suspect there was a flood upstairs that dripped down through the light fixture.
Only six months left on our lease . . . .
Oh that is so SAD! I’m so sorry! I remember one of our first apartments where beetles would periodically drop from the ceiling… just think of all the fun stories you’ll get to tell Simon when he’s older! *sigh* Okay that’s all I can think of to cheer you up.
Hang in there, flooding is never fun. Our roof was totally bulging in Logan and leaking water but the landlord never fixed it. It’s more fun that way though. Just keep telling yourself that.