The inspection went well and the appraisal came back. It is good. Now we’re just waiting to see if we’ll be approved for the loan. Every once in a while my loan officer emails me to ask for more information, so I know everything is still moving, but it sure seems to have slowed down!
Lord, give me patience during this time and in all things may Your will be done! I hope it is Your will for us to get the house, but if it isn’t, please stop it from happening…
We’re working on buying our first house. We’ve already found a house that we really like and have entered contract to buy it, assuming the inspection goes well tomorrow. If it all pans out, we’ll be living in Holliday soon!
Today is Todd Daniel’s birthday! He was born at 1:18pm at United Regional Hospital in Wichita Falls. He weighed in at 6lb 9oz and was 19.5 inches long. He was really similar to Russell’s size. Preston and Russell had a good time visiting him in the hospital, and they seemed to be thrilled to get to meet him! Donna was a trooper, and is doing great now.
It won’t be long at all now before Todd Daniel is born. It is looking like it will be no later than the 12th. I am really excited, but a little nervous too. Donna and I have been working with the kids on keeping their room (and all the others they destroy!) clean. I think we’re about as ready as we’re going to be!
Thanksgiving is this week. We’ve got a lot of work to do around the house in preparation for Todd Daniel’s birthday. We’ve got his crib, which is much nicer than my bed ;). It’s hard to clean the house up, when right behind you are two little tornadoes that are destroying at a much faster rate than you can clean. Donna has been working very hard to get everything ready for Todd Daniel, but Preston and Russell seem to be out to sabotage her work! We are expecting him to be born within the next couple of weeks. We will still be visiting Mom and Dad in Ardmore for Thanksgiving, so there is the possibility that he could be born in Ardmore! We will see… Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
This evening after work, I get to work the concession stand at the Notre Dame football game. All parents with kids at Notre Dame are required to volunteer 14 hours throughout the year. I think we’ve put in four so far. I don’t even like football! But, to tell you the truth, I always enjoyed working concession stands as a kid. Hopefully it will still be fun now that I am an adult!
Ubuntu is so lucky… It has a birthday every six months! Happy 12.10 birthday Ubuntu! I’ve got it installed and running on my computer, but I really haven’t gotten much chance to play around with it as I’ve been at work or grocery shopping. I have managed to find a nice, little bug in the proprietary nvidia graphics driver installer. Other than that, I haven’t really done a whole lot with it. Patience, patience…
Later this month, both of the operating systems that I use will release upgraded versions. I use both Windows 7 and Ubuntu 12.04 right now. Windows 8 will be coming out on October 26th, and Ubuntu 12.10 is scheduled to come out October 18th. I’m getting excited. I’m looking forward to Ubuntu 12.10, though I’m a little leary about Windows 8. I’m not sure I’m going to like it, but I have been playing with Windows Server 2012 in a Virtual Machine. So far, it seems okay. Maybe I’ll download the Windows 8 evaluation to use in a VM as well…
I have been reading chapter books to Preston lately. He really loves them, but it has been difficult to find good ones to read that I know he’ll understand (and I won’t get bored reading). I did a Google search and found this article by Melissa Wiley which I’ve copied and pasted below:
• Milly-Molly-Mandy by Joyce Lankester Brisley, and its sequel, More Milly-Molly-Mandy. LikeNaughty Little Sister, these are episodic books; each chapter is its own little story. Milly-Molly-Mandy’s busy daily adventures—very much rooted in simple domestic village life, running errands for her family, staying alone for the first time, deciding what to spend her hard-earned pennies on—have enchanted all four of my girls around age four or five.
• the first two Betsy-Tacy books can be perfect for a five-year-old, but I have found my girls really clicked with Betsy at a slightly older age—perhaps seven or eight.
• Kipling’s Just-So Stories. I began reading these to Rilla at age four and she adores them—the belly laughs are irresistible. I rather suspect, however, that she believes “O Best Beloved” is referring to her specifically and is likely to be disgruntled when she realizes I read those words to her big sisters before her, in their day.
• The Borrowers by Mary Norton, and The Littles by John Peterson. When it comes to tiny people living hidden in human houses, I’m a Borrowers girl all the way. Then again, the Littles have tails.
• Tumtum and Nutmeg by Emily Bearn. Small animals behaving like people: almost as much fun as tiny hidden people. And what’s that other very young mouse-people series I’m forgetting? Hedge something. Brambly Hedge! That’s it.
• I don’t find Johnny Gruelle’s Raggedy Ann Stories very easy to read aloud—he tends toward the insipid—but I remember how magical I found those books as a very young child. Sodapop fountains!
• The Cricket in Times Square. The kind of middle-grade story that always seems to hold our current four-year-old spellbound when Dad is reading it to the older kids.
• The Stories Julian Tells by Ann Cameron. There’s a sequel, too—More Stories Julian Tells. I love these books! Need to pull them out for Rilla and Wonderboy.
This list could go on for a really long time. I know there are many great books I’m omitting, but these are the ones that come most immediately to mind. HOWEVER, it is almost guaranteed that as soon as I publish this post, I will kick myself for forgetting some particular favorite. Like actually just this minute I have remembered Doctor Boox. I adore Doctor Boox. I must go and find our copy of Doctor Boox immediately. Immediately!
I have a whole nother batch of suggestions for a six- or seven-year-old. For a four-year-old, I’ve seen the most connection and delight with very simple, homey kinds of books. That’s why I haven’t included authors like C.S. Lewis, Roald Dahl, Kate di Camillo, E. Nesbit, Edward Eager, E. B. White, Dorothy Canfield Fisher, and Frances Hodgson Burnett—I save those for a few years down the road. (Having said that, James and the Giant Peach might be a great fit for a four-year-old. Humongous bugs! What could be better?)
And I’ll add this thought—although Rilla (who turned five in April) has indeed enjoyed several of the chapter books I’ve mentioned above, and her My Father’s Dragon time with Daddy is her favorite part of the day, she would rather read picture books with me than a “Long Book” at this point. Almost every day she goes around the house collecting a stack of picture books for “quiet reading time.” (By that she means being alone with me—it isn’t actually all that quiet.) I haven’t added to the Rillabook list in the sidebar for weeks because lately all her choices are books we’ve read and read and read again. I find this to be very common at the emergent reader stage—as opposed to, say, a ten-year-old who seems to want new new new more more more at a rate nearly impossible to keep up with.
(I think these cycles of rereading beloved favorites and hungering for exciting new frontiers continue all through life. In my early teens, I was a binge rereader—both of my childhood favorites and of newer passions like the Pern books or—dare I admit it—the unflinchingly formulaic Silhouette First Love romances of the ’80s, for which I actually had a subscription. It makes sense that in times of great change or stress, formula fiction and the deeply familiar offer special comfort and appeal. This is probably the same psychological need that makes me crave nothing but Agatha Christie when I’m sick.) ….
Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go introduce my children to Doctor Boox.