Moved In

Inside our new place, we love how big the girls' room is. They can actually play in the same room where their two beds are. It's lovely. Here are the top three qualifications that mean we are officially "moved in." 1. Our preschooler has had more accidents than rooms in the house, leaving her trail in her bedroom (on the bed and on the floor), the upstairs bathroom, the downstairs bathroom, mom and dad's bedroom, the upstairs landing, the living room, the kitchen, the carport, and for good measure, the slide at the park. Her explanations go something like this, "I held up my skirt so it wouldn't get wet!" Our toddler has followed in big sister's footsteps and has had a few accidents of her own just before we get her diaper on after baths. (And you wonder why I'm not ready to potty train Jolie yet!) All I can say is I'm really glad we still had some carpet cleaner left over from when we moved out of our last apartment. 2. One evening as I was making dinner I checked on the girls because it was WAY too quiet. I came upstairs to find burgundy stamp pad ink in splotches all over the girls newly shampooed light beige carpet. And then I found it on the dresser, and the window sill, and the doll house, and the wall, and the bookcase, and a stack of books, and the QUILTS! The quilts Eric's mom made for our wedding that we had just decided to get out and use after having been in storage for 5 years because we were afraid they would get ruined. Oh yeah, and the kids looked like the girl from Pinkalicious after she was already pink and then ate one more pink cupcake. Yep. It didn't come off the girls for days. Thankfully, it came out of everything else. (See last statement of #1.) 3. The girls used the linoleum kitchen floor as a white board, AFTER Jolie learned how to pull a chair up to the counter to get out two glasses that shattered on the sink and counter and onto the floor. At least the glass was cleaned up BEFORE the art began. Yep, we've left our mark already.