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A little update

I think the last thing I posted anywhere was about Conor. The few weeks after him were miserable. (I have a post on that coming). But we are now on six weeks and we are doing well.

First thing, we moved out!!!!!!! I am so grateful my parents let us stay that long but holy crap it was time. We got a two bedroom apartment in Orem (right by Target:)) that we just love. It has it's own washer and dryer, a big bathroom, a pretty kitchen and a playground right in front of our place. I have been looking for over a year now but seriously looking for a good six months. There was nothing. Nothing that we could afford anyway. About a week after Conor died, I found this one and it was the biggest blessing. The price was lower than what we were looking at and a lot bigger. It was almost unbelievable but I called and she said she would hold it for me until we looked at it. As soon as we pulled up, I knew it was the one. We are soo happy and soo close to Target!

These are the-chris-is-mad-because-we-are-leaving-town-and-I-HAVE-to-take-pictures-right-now- series. So they are really sloppy but I don't care.

Vinyl navy and white striped wall with an unfinished gallery wall.



This is a caricature picture that was done of us on my senior night after graduation. Funny that my date to my senior night ended up being my husband.

Owen's room. Still working on it.



And the bathroom-

And I'm not showing my bedroom because well, it's just a mattress right now.

Chris is still with Utah County as their Deputy Fire Marshall. He likes it. And that's all we're saying about that. ha He is still testing anywhere and everywhere to hopefully get on a fire department, so who know's where we'll end up.

Owen just turned two and he loves to tell stories. They are hilarious.
I am doing okay. I miss my babe and I want one so badly but I know everything is as it should be. So until I get my post all finished, this is it for now. :)

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  1. Your new home looks amazing! You have some design chops for sure! Love ya!

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  2. You really are great at designing spaces. You've done a great job making a home for one of my favorite families.

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