I'm tired of painting. I don't want to do it anymore. Not to mention that I'm not very good at the details. Brent and I went on Thursday evening and purchased the majority of our light fixtures. It took about 2 hours to pick them all out. It was fun. I hope that everything is going to look okay when we get finished up. All of the window and door trim has been put up and all of the interior doors have been hung. Most of the baseboard is put in. Now we have to paint all these items. Did I mention how I feel about the painting? The mantle has been started. The cabinets were, at last check, being primed. Hopefully they will be installed the end of this week or beginning of next. Dad and Brent are going to start moving the dirt in the front yard to make it more level.

I love this time of year! I love the cool, crisp air. It makes me anticipate our fall trip to the beach even more. We are leaving on the 28th and returning Nov 1st. Brent and the boys and I are all very much looking forward to this trip. Brent and I are very excited because we are looking forward to a weekend of relaxation since we've been working every minute getting the house ready for the last few months. We love to go to Ocean Lakes for Halloween because we get to carve pumpkins and go trick-or-treating at the campground. It is so much fun.

Next Monday I get to enjoy a benefit of being a federal employee - being off for Columbus Day. (Don't tell anyone but I'm secretly excited about getting to be home on a day that my kids still go to school.)

At the dinner table:
Me: Nolan, do you think the baby will be a boy or girl?
Nolan: I don't know. I will be happy if it's a boy or a girl.
Elijah: It's going to be a boy.
Me: We don't get to decide that honey. God does.
Elijah: Well, let's write God a letter and tell Him that we want a BOY!

On Tuesday evening Brent couldn't find Peter. We looked everywhere. He walked to the end of the driveway. We called for him. Brent looked in all the vehicles and the camper. He gave up and came inside. I didn't think I was going to be able to sleep if we didn't find him so while Brent was showering I thought and thought about where he might be. I suggested to Brent that I hadn't seen Peter since before Brent went down to feed and water the goats and cows. He put his clothes and shoes back on and went outside to check. Sure enough, Peter was locked inside the building. I guess he'd been there for 3-4 hours. Brent and I were so relieved. Our entire family LOVES that little dog and he is definitely part of the family with his own doggy door. He even sleeps under the covers with me!! That crazy Peter!!