We made a pretty quick trip to KC this weekend for a moving party for us and a baby shower for Karen. Thanks to Grandma Edra for a fantastic party last night - and thank you to everyone who attended.
The kids had a great time - Beau got to see his girlfriend Harper (I'll post a CUTE picture when I can) and he made an older girl cry. He told Sydney Allen (Cristi's 5-year-old) that she wasn't his girlfriend - Hannah Montana and Harper are his girlfriends. This resulted in an eruption of tears from Sydney. Undeterred, she quickly took a liking to Kendall Biley (Harper's brother) and claimed him as her boyfriend. Oh, to be 5 years old and in love. Hee-hee.
The boys got to see their beloved Courtney and Shelby today during a trip to Chuck E. Cheese's while Nate ran errands and Sarah, Cass and I had a baby shower for Karen. We remain small but mighty. This is the last time we'll see Aunt Karen before the baby is here, and she looks fantastic.
So that's it. We're headed back to Bentonville now. Ele (my sister's 7-year-old) is coming to stay for a few days, and Brayden is stoked. Nate and I start week 2 of working in Bentonville tomorrow.
Oh, we're movin' on up. . . (sing along, everyone)
That reminds me. For those of you who know the work conditions at Sprint, you'll find this rather humorous. For those who don't, imagine working in a building that has an entry lobby/center area that is marble from floor to ceiling, the railings on the stairs are brass, and the woodwork is mahagony nearly everywhere. The bathrooms are immaculate - and marble - and there's a coffee shop in the lobby. We call it the Bellagio. It fits the name nicely.
And Nate worked in a school. His office was made of concrete blocks that had been painted. Carpet was laid over the top of concrete, and he was right by the cafeteria, so it often smelled of school lunches.
Fastforward to living in Arkansas. I have gone from the Bellagio to Wal-Mart. Literally. I'm not complaining; I'm just stating facts. My huge office is now a small, gray cube (called a pod, I guess that makes it better somehow); I take out my own trash; the bathroom has cans of Lysol in every stall, and I think I've been to Wal-Mart stores with nicer restrooms than are in the Home Office.
Nate, however, has hit the jackpot. His school is 3 years old this year. His office is bigger than my office was at Sprint. He has a private bathroom. He has $1,000 with which to decorate his office. There is a life-size replica of a dinosaur in the 2-story library. This school is amazing. He went from Target-like surroundings to the Mandalay Bay. Funny how things change.
The kids had a great time - Beau got to see his girlfriend Harper (I'll post a CUTE picture when I can) and he made an older girl cry. He told Sydney Allen (Cristi's 5-year-old) that she wasn't his girlfriend - Hannah Montana and Harper are his girlfriends. This resulted in an eruption of tears from Sydney. Undeterred, she quickly took a liking to Kendall Biley (Harper's brother) and claimed him as her boyfriend. Oh, to be 5 years old and in love. Hee-hee.
The boys got to see their beloved Courtney and Shelby today during a trip to Chuck E. Cheese's while Nate ran errands and Sarah, Cass and I had a baby shower for Karen. We remain small but mighty. This is the last time we'll see Aunt Karen before the baby is here, and she looks fantastic.
So that's it. We're headed back to Bentonville now. Ele (my sister's 7-year-old) is coming to stay for a few days, and Brayden is stoked. Nate and I start week 2 of working in Bentonville tomorrow.
Oh, we're movin' on up. . . (sing along, everyone)
That reminds me. For those of you who know the work conditions at Sprint, you'll find this rather humorous. For those who don't, imagine working in a building that has an entry lobby/center area that is marble from floor to ceiling, the railings on the stairs are brass, and the woodwork is mahagony nearly everywhere. The bathrooms are immaculate - and marble - and there's a coffee shop in the lobby. We call it the Bellagio. It fits the name nicely.
And Nate worked in a school. His office was made of concrete blocks that had been painted. Carpet was laid over the top of concrete, and he was right by the cafeteria, so it often smelled of school lunches.
Fastforward to living in Arkansas. I have gone from the Bellagio to Wal-Mart. Literally. I'm not complaining; I'm just stating facts. My huge office is now a small, gray cube (called a pod, I guess that makes it better somehow); I take out my own trash; the bathroom has cans of Lysol in every stall, and I think I've been to Wal-Mart stores with nicer restrooms than are in the Home Office.
Nate, however, has hit the jackpot. His school is 3 years old this year. His office is bigger than my office was at Sprint. He has a private bathroom. He has $1,000 with which to decorate his office. There is a life-size replica of a dinosaur in the 2-story library. This school is amazing. He went from Target-like surroundings to the Mandalay Bay. Funny how things change.
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