Sunday, September 20, 2009

We're Moving to Abilene!

"Abilene... where is Abilene..." you might ask... These were my exact words. It is two hours west of Fort Worth and considered the most eastern town of West Texas.

Eric has been in training for the past three months and has been called out of training early and been given his facility in Abilene. We are very excited and Eric is ready and anxious to have his own facility to run. I know he's going to do great.

We went the other weekend for me to see the town and to house hunt. It's a cute little town with the friendliest people and it just has a good feeling there. It's what they consider 'big city' but with a very small town feeling.

Eric will have a 10 minute commute, which I am SOOO excited about. He's been driving over an hour each way while we've been here in Houston and I'm excited that he won't have such a long commute. It has a Target, a decent mall, a Hobby Lobby, Hancock Fabric, Micheals, Sam's Club, a Walmart and some decent restaurants, so I know I can survive.

We found a great house, that I'm so excited about and it seems as though the schools are amazing. Eric is already pretty much gone; he'll come home on the weekends until we close on the house- at the end of October. This is another reason, being here at my mom's is a great blessing to us. I won't be so lonely with Eric gone all week. It's so nice to have my mom's help in the evenings when she comes home from work. My mom is seriously the most easy going unselfish person. I hope that I can be more like her.



Our little town is even on a standard Texas map... maybe we are 'big city'...

I didn't take a great shot of the house... you can't really see the whole thing... but I love all the mature trees in the yard. It even has a big pomegrante tree in the back!



I love the tree lined streets in our new neighborhood. In a few years, the trees will touch and I will LOVE IT!


I love the entry way... maybe one day there will be wood floors


my ultimate favorite is the double front door entry, and the old fashioned knob and lock


The front door; I totally love it and don't want to put curtains or blinds to cover it from the inside; but I guess that means I always have to be modest while walking around during the day... that might be a problem


Saturday, September 05, 2009

First Day of School


I can't believe the summer is over. It flew by so fast! We had a lot of fun keeping busy and rediscovering Houston once again. Taylor is now in second grade and is going to the same school that I went to growing up. We walk to school, it's so nice. We push Peyton in the stroller and Brent will walk or ride his big wheel. He loves his little bike ride every morning and afternoon. Taylor's teacher is Mrs. Winn and Taylor is really liking school.

Brent started preschool also, on Tuesdays and Thursdays and he loves being able to say that he goes to school too. The first day we loaded everything up into his spiderman backpack and he really thought he was a 'stud' that he got to go to school too this year.





Taylor in her ever so important 'first day of school outfit'
She was very flexible, because the planned first day of school outfit didn't work, but she didn't panic (like I probably would have) and just picked out another one

Tay in her second day of school outfit... notice she's switched bags too... she's so funny, I love it.

First day of school- 'walking her into the classroom' She's probably thinking... "Dad, why are you taking pictures... parents are so embarrassing"

Taylor and her teacher, Mrs. Winn
This is Mrs. Winn's first year of teaching. She was in accounting and actually worked for the Houston Texans (Houston's NFL team) before moving to teaching

Brent, primping for the first day of school

I had to break it to him that it was actually Taylor's first day of school and he started preschool in just a few more days... that was hard for him to take.

Brent's official first day of preschool... He patiently waited a week after Taylor's first day of school for his special day. ... what a stud!

Brent and his teacher, Mrs. McReynolds ... he calls her Mrs. McDonalds...