Hello

Well, hello there.  It's been a while.  Something about having more free time makes me more busy.  Ryter's been growing like a weed.  He had his 15 month doctor visit on Monday and he's almost 30 pounds and 33.5 inches tall.  I forgot to ask the doctor what percentile he is, but that's really more just information for competitive dads than anything.  He had the last vaccination he'll have before kindergarten and he didn't even cry.  No flu vaccine though because of his sensitivity to eggs, so we'll try the nasal spray at 2 yrs old or he'll have to go without for a few years.  The doctor doesn't expect the egg sensitivity to last much beyond a couple of years. That's good news because he really enjoys eggs!

Words are flowing from his mouth pretty regularly now and he's repeating them after he hears them for the first time.  He said pretty last night clear as day.  He also said yogurt in question form while I was feeding him.  Just checkin' to make sure that is what I was planning on feeding him.

On Monday we set him up on his motorcycle that he got for his birthday.  We didn't expect him to be interested until he was 2 or 3, but after he started riding the stroller we thought maybe he was ready.  He's doing great although can't be left alone with it quite yet.  He's still working on which leg to throw over the seat so he ends up on it facing forward.

We spent the weekend in Iowa visiting Vain's parents.  It was a quick and fun trip. 

Everyone loves the mall :)

On the ride home Ryter read a book, well maybe read is too strong of a word.  He held it and did use it as a tray for his cookies.  Lisa, Ryter does love Yummy Yucky!

And the House is Ours

The sellers accepted our offer, and the house is ours.  Of course there's all kinds of things between now and closing that have to go just right like the inspection and financing, but I'm sure it'll all go fine!!!  We'll be closing November 16.

Now, on to Ryter because I haven't talked about him much since we started the house hunt.  He is adorable!  Still busy and running everywhere, but adorable!  He's started talking on the phone.  It all started when he had my mom's phone while we were in Wal-Mart and just started talking on it.  Then everything became a phone.  He uses rocks as phones, his lunch, his shoes...while they're still on his feet.  I die every time.  It never gets old!  He's also totally understanding most everything I say.  He takes things to the trash, he looks in the direction I tell him to.  He's still not getting that pesky word No, but I think that's more selective than anything.

rock as phone

He's probably about 28 pounds now and starting to look like a little boy. I really noticed it yesterday for some reason.  He'll be 15 months on October 14 and will have another appointment with the doctor on the 15th where we'll find out just how much he weighs.  I think it's probably more like 50 instead of 28...this baby is not a baby anymore!

House Hunting continued

Two weeks later I have officially seen every house for sale in Oconomowoc in our price range. That equals approximately 30 houses all of which had a deal breaker of some kind.  No normal basement, no basement at all, no front entry, 1 car garage, strange layouts, gut jobs, 1 bathroom...right off the kitchen (poop...what?), 3rd bedroom by the front door (sorry baby, fend for yourself down there because mommy and daddy can't hear you upstairs on the other end of the house), creepy recording studio in the garage, main street...you get the idea.  Our price range provides us with a lot of small houses built in approximately 1910 with lots of character...and one bathroom OR houses built in 1960 that are still living (and cooking) in 1960.  Lots of potential if you're willing to put in the sweat, blood, and tears or course.

So, I was getting discouraged.  I discovered that me, of all people, was having a hard time seeing past the strange wall colors, awful curtains, or ugly couch.  Me?  Me! House hunting proved to be much more difficult on me physically and emotionally that I thought it would be.  I knew I would have a difficult time viewing my life in someone else's space, but I found myself wondering about the people that lived there and imagining a story about why they were moving or why the home was vacant.  Had someone died and their children were cleaning out the house? Had someone lost their job and that's why the house was in foreclosure or being auctioned?  To say the least, it was a bit depressing.

We found a home, that after imagining an entire remodel, could be the perfect home for us.  I painted a picture for Vain of where a wall could come down and how the new kitchen would sparkle so he could see the perfect home as well.  He did, he found it in his mind, and then the news that there was already a cash offer on the house came.  It was higher than what we would have offered so our remodel would go down the drain and we'd be living and cooking in 1960.  Sadly, cash is king and we couldn't compete. So, we revisited the idea of the home we had been earlier that day.  It's a house we've had our eye on since we moved to Wisconsin long before Vain even had a job.  It's adorable, it's big, it has a wonderful yard, it's in town...all of the things we wanted.  I passed it by because I had been so determined that 1960 was the place for us.  Turns out this house was waiting for us.  It's been on the market just about as long as we've been looking at it.  The cash offer on the other house came just in time to turn our heads.  It's flooded with light, 4 bedrooms, finished basement...don't get excited, it's still old and needs a little TLC, but it's the perfect house for us.

We put in an offer today and tomorrow we'll find out if they accept.

I'm dreaming of Christmas decorations on the snowy front of this house and red geraniums in the summer!