The first night in our house, the second time around.

I still remember the first night Mark and I slept in our house July 23rd, 2002. The fresh smell of a new house and no air conditioning. It was our first time buying a house and our builder had the power turned off on the day we closed. We weren't able to get power until 2 days later and I remember how uncomfortable it was sleeping in the heat. But we didn't care, we were home and we knew it.

Over the next 7 years we poured our heart and soul into putting in a yard all on our own, and finishing our basement, again on our own. We painted, we decorated and rearranged furniture and rooms many a time. Three of our four kids came home from the hospital to our house and Maddison spent 6 of her 8 years growing up in our house. We truly had an amazing time making memories in our home.

Last year, when we decided to move to St. George, there was no way we could sell our home. That decision was probably the best of our married life. Laying in my bed, in my room for the first time in over a year last night was even better than the first time around. After 16 hours straight of moving with little breaks, I couldn't sleep because the happiness I felt overpowered my weariness.

Home again... at last.

Twins, with a picture of brother thrown in.

They obviously LOVE glasses and try them on whenever they see them.




Wyatt was having fun playing dressup at his friend Taylors. Nice Face.
Love the Pigtails!
I really hope the bond and the friendship they develop now lasts a lifetime!