Life Under Construction

Kids at Lowe's*

 

I knew going into this bedroom remodel that it would bring anxiety, chaos, and a bit of dysfunction to our home (or maybe just to me).  Since this isn't our first rodeo, I tried to mentally prepare for the mess and the fact that our 'Life is under construction' for a while...perhaps a long while.  I'd like to think I'm doing pretty well with it, but the fact that I can close the bedroom door to the mess and pretend it isn't there helps...right up until I walk into my closet-dining room area.

 

 

 

Saturday we made an early stop at Lowe's to gather up supplies and ideas.  This ended up being a 2 hour ordeal of looking at vanities, tile, plumbing, and electrical.  Both of my kids hate Lowe's.  As in each time we drive by Lowe's on our way to Walmart, Nick will say "We aren't going to Lowe's are we?  Cause I hate Lowe's."  Then Lauren will chime in with a whiney "me too".  There was a bit of complaining in the aisles, but over all they did well for 2 hours (likely because of iphone apps and lounging in the oversized Lowe's cart). 

 

The whining really began when we went BACK to Lowe's after we ate lunch at Cracker Barrell.  Then even more whining ensued after we went BACK to Lowe's after Nick's basketball game.  Apparently, Lowe's will be our new hangout.

 

Nick's basketball team won their 3rd game in a row, which makes them undefeated.  Go Warriors!

 

Saturday evening we went to the neighbor's for a striper and hush puppie fish fry, then home to bed. 

 

Sunday Ryan worked on the remodel, I cleaned house, and the kids entertained themselves.  A bit of football watching, and our weekend was over.

I would like to note a break through for Lauren this week...She has worn hairclips in her hair 5 days in a row!

From the first sprout of her pretty blond hair, Lauren has refused to wear any clip, barrett, or rubberband.   There was a stage that she wore headbands every day, but not the right way...she still had a large amount of hair that would curve into her face and hide her right eye.  She can see with acute 20/20 accuracy thru a full head of hair in her eyes.  I've fussed and fussed with her over this and never won.  I've considered my options, and I will not cut her bangs because I have tragic memories of bangs from my childhood. (Mom would make me sit for 4 hours in a chair every 2 weeks while she cut my bangs in a perfect straight line.   She'd eyeball the straightness, cut with the scissors.  Then hold the comb up for straightness, then cut with the scissors.  Over and over again.  The hair would poke my face and eyes.  The scissors were cold and would sometimes poke my face.  Tragic).  I have put my foot down with Lauren, and enforced a new rule on my girl.  She must wear clip/headband/rubberband to school and return home wearing a clip/headband/rubberband in her hair.  If this does not happen, she gives me 1 dollar.  Monday Lauren received a free pass due to a learning curve.  Tuesday and Wednesday she kept her dollars!  Shazam!  Thursday she ran to me with a crooked grin and said her bobby pin fell in the toilet.  Her teacher told me she cried and cried, and they put another clip in her hair so I could still see her pretty brown eyes, and Lauren could keep her dollar.  :)  I couldn't be creating a tragic childhood memory here, could I?

 

Another highlight of the week was picking up the 6 ft long bathroom tub.  A 6 foot tub made for soaking.  I'm 5 foot 4 inches.  So who's the one soaking in our house? 

*Grandaddy bought all the grandchildren cowboy boots for Christmas.  Thanks Grandaddy!