The other night the boys spent the night at a friends’ house (yes, all 3!), so Josh and I got some things done around the house. We went out and bought special hooks to hang the pictures on the wall and now everything is up. Our walls are cement, so if you try to hammer a nail in, it either bends or makes a big hole and pulls right out. We cleaned out the rack at the store with the ones we needed and had just enough.
Since we’re going to be here for 2 years (baring any unforeseen revolutions, evacuations, etc) I wanted to make the kids’ rooms feel a little more personalized. Our landlord said he would paint for us, but I thought this would be an easier, more creative solution.
I know people have been using these vinyl wall stickers for years, but I’ve never fussed around with putting anything on the walls before. This set contained flowers, stems and bugs and I just put them up where I felt like it. It was pretty fun. The best part is you can take them down easily. The other half of the room is still blank, since I didn’t want to put flowers all over Calvin’s half.
I wonder if the boys would let me play around and decorate their walls? (I put the stickers up higher than normal so little fingers would be less tempted to pick them off).
I’m glad I took pictures of the dates last week, because it turns out that the dates are now gone. I came out this morning to find this man in my tree. He has a cool sling attached to a rope that hooks around the trunk and he scales the trunk the way loggers scale the trunk of a tree, leaning back and putting all his weight in the sling.
These are the red dates — they are probably 3 times the size of the yellow ones. Most of these didn’t look like they were ripe yet (the ones that have fallen on the ground are more of a dark purple color), but I guess it was time. The guy cut down all 5 huge bunches and I’m guessing they’ll lay them out in the sun until they are dried. He also cleared out the remainder of the yellow ones. No more date snacks for Micah!
Josh is home now from the memorial service. He said it went really well and it was good to see all of our friends from school. He said the church was packed with people who aren’t church-goers, so I hope they were encouraged by the hope that we have for Michelle and Julia.
This is the song that I’ve been listening to over and over again these past few days. I heard it for the first time as part of Michelle and Julia’s memorial service in Minnesota (I was able to watch the service on YouTube) and it captures exactly what I hope that they are experiencing right now and what we will experience someday when we get to heaven.