Jarrod and his stepfather are putting up our temporary fence today. It's only going to fence in half of our yard, and it's cheaper quality fencing. We have about half an acre of land, and we don't have the money to get the fence we really want right now. But! We have two dogs, remember? We haven't had them since February when we sold our house, and now that we are here, we need to get them back. Our parents have so generously kept them for us all this time! Truthfully? I am excited to get our pups back. I miss them. I say that now. Ask me again once they're here for a week, Zia hair and Sammy mud everywhere. Ha!
My third Stitch Fix is coming this week! I am so, so excited to see what I receive and review it here.
Last night, I stumbled upon this picture of Ethan at about 3-4 months old. I saw it and laughed to myself. THIS IS GABE. I mean...it's not. It's Ethan. But that looks like Gabe! It's so funny, the feedback you get with your second child. Some people say they look just like their sibling, others say they look nothing alike. The boys get mixed reviews all the time, but even I don't think they look THAT much alike. When I saw this, I couldn't believe it. This is, by far, the most similar-looking photo of Ethan I have.
This is so true for me, and today I am making the decision to try to keep less tabs open. I can be so crazy OCD about things - the house, the boys, Jarrod, what I have to get done. I want to relax more, but I also want to redirect my focus. 3 areas I have really felt God nudging me on lately are: fitness, Bible study, and my marriage. I want to start taking time for me (fitness), for God (Bible study) and for my husband (marriage, duh) regularly. They are 3 areas that ALWAYS make me feel better, but that I've been neglecting a little lately.
Our new morning routine is kind of lovely. When we first moved, Ethan was getting up crazy early, coming in to wake us around 5-5:30. Crazy, and so not like him. After a few days, we switched his door knob to lock it from the outside. That lasted maybe a week before he'd still wake at the same time, and instead, would cry and kick the door. Now, we leave his door unlocked, and he's been getting up around 7, will bring his bathroom stepstool in to our room, climb up into bed with me, and on his own, grab the iPad and watch PBS Kids until Gabe wakes up. Meanwhile, I get to (kind of) sleep until 7:30-8, which is heavenly, while snuggling with my first baby. I like it.