These past few weeks have resulted in some very big changes around here! To get off my most exciting news: we signed a lease on a perfect, little house and will begin moving in this weekend! Hooray! I Think it is just going to be fantastic for our family. It will probably be the nicest home we have ever lived in. And, with our stress level being high, and Joe going to be gone so much getting the restaurant off the ground, ah- it is going to be so great.
A really sad, but necessary change is that we have rehomed Modoc. I am entirely emotional about it. I was the one that was complaining relentlessly about him; being driven completely crazy with his barking and crazy antics. Yet, I think I am the one that misses him the most. He was not happy; he was cooped up, had no job, direction or outlets. He was grumpy and growled and barked, and snarled all day. He bit me twice in the last 2 weeks. It was so hard to do, but we found a new home for Modoc: the perfect home. He is living by a beach, with a fantastic couple and another corgi. He is doing fabulous. As Holland said before we made the trip to give him to his new owners, "You know, mom; I think Modoc is going to be okay. But, we are going to be sad." So true. Sometimes I think she is so wise for just four.
Talin continues to amaze me with all the little things he is learning daily. He is not terribly keen on learning a huge vocabulary quite yet, but I know that it is all in his head just waiting... His favorite word is still "GO"! always said with much enthusiasm. He will say "ball" on cue, but always repeats it at least a time or two "baw, baw, baw". He loves to tilt his head to match the direction someone else's head is, lean in and sweetly say, "hi". Melts my heart. He loves to do running hugs into me. I love it.
Nothing makes me feel so much love as seeing my two loving each other. They are wonderful siblings. I know I mentioned this before, but I just love it. Everyday Holland and Talin have a "Dance Party!". They go into Holland's room, turn on the music, run around each other, play with stuffed animals, making each other laugh and enjoy each other. Today, the dance party turned traumatic however. Somehow, while Holland ran out to get something to add to the party, Talin got locked in the room by himself. It is not a normal lock, and I could not get that thing open for the life of me. I called Joe all stressed out. And of course Talin is freaking out on the other side of the door screaming and crying. Argh. Finally!, I was able to use a butter knife to pry the door open. That better be the last time I have to do that!!
Well, this will be my last post from this little home. It has been a difficult year. But, there is a big light at the end of the short tunnel. Yeah!
This is really just for me, but if someone else wants to read it- then go for it! I want to relish in each moment that my beautiful children (Holland Elli- 4.5 years old! and Talin Everest, 1.5) make me feel so blessed to be their mother. If this is the sort of thing you like to read also, then woo hoo! The more the merrier!!
