Thursday, 25 March 2010

Military Community

Today, I started to think about the new home we will have in Florida and possible new neighbors. I have always lived in neighbors were no one really knows each other. Everyone kept to themselves. Jason and I were always hesitant to move "on base." Jason thought he would still feel like he was at work by living on base. We were wrong. We absolutely loving living in a military community. Here are my reasons why:

1. Fantastic Neighbors. I can call a couple of my neighbors anytime. Whenever Emily and I are bored, we just walk across the street to play or talk. We have have street get togethers about one or twice a month. We all take turns babysitting each other kids. Whenever I am in need of a couple of eggs, one of my neighbors is always willing to share. We all help support each other especially when someone's spouse is deployed.

3. New House - Can you think of anything better than living in a brand stinking new house and not paying rent, electricity, gas, or water? Self-Help store will give you flowers, light bulbs, salt (for our dishwasher...water is super hard here), potting soil, and more for free b/c you live in a base house. Plus...a maintenance repair man is only a phone call away and there is never a bill.

4. Parks - Our neighborhood has over five parks within walking distance plus a basketball court. There is one park especially designed for children from 2-5 years, which is our favorite.

5. Safety - We just feel safer here. We still lock our doors, but I am never fearful that my has will be broken into like some of my friends have experienced living in England.

6. Drive to Work - Jason's drive to work is about 5 minutes and saves tons on gas.

I have truly loved living on base this last year and a half in England. I hope our next neighbour hood in Florida is just as great.

:) Missy

Sunday, 14 March 2010

Pictures

Jason and Emily take wonderful pictures. I can always capture them both smiling so happily at the camera. Emily will usually say "cheese" and smile with Jason for about 5 minutes or more...which is huge for a toddler. Now, Emily taking a picture with me is a different story. I can probably count on my hand the number of good shots we have taken. I either look crazy, Emily looks crazy, Emily is running away, or Emily is turned around. Plus, I think I am the better photographer in our family. Our candid photos usually come out all blurry or the lighting is poor. We took some photos on Friday night after celebrating our anniversary (5 years, baby). Here is proof:





Jason and Emily smiling away.



A sweet candid shot. :)




More great pictures. Now here is what the majority of mine turn out like....





Emily running away saying, "NOOO" while I smile in the background. Classic!

SUCCESS!!! As Emily would say, "bea-oo-tiful."








Thursday, 11 March 2010

New Housekeeper

We have a new housekeeper. She often makes a bigger mess then what she intends to clean. However, she is awfully cheap. Here are some pictures of new housekeeper!



Prettiest Housekeeper in England!







Monday, 8 March 2010

Chocolate Milk

Emily has found a new love, chocolate milk. I can't really blame her since I am a big lover of it too. She is so cute when she says chocolate milk. She likes to get her own spoon from the drawer and stir the milk. Emily does a really good job and usually only makes a tiny spill. Then, she immediately asks for a wipe to clean up the spill.

I am surprised by some of the large words Emily says like chocolate, Cinderella, and beautiful. However, she still does not say some small words like down, car, and a few others. I guess she just has preferences on what she wants to say. Today, Emily wanted to stop in the stairwell by our wedding picture and said, "Mommy beautiful"...totally melted my hurt. She knows how to get some extra kisses from Mommy.

XOXO
Missy

Saturday, 6 March 2010

Moving Slow

We had big plans tonight of celebrate our anniversary at one of our favorite restaurants. Miss Emily was coming along to celebrating the start of our family as well. Yesterday, I was so excited to host our neighborhood happy hour at our house. While putting away some pots, I dropped a glass measuring cup on my toe. It hurt so stinking bad. I couldn't figure out why it hurt so bad (brought tears to my eyes hurt) until 30 minutes later when my toenails was black and blue along with a swollen foot. Don't worry...I was able to persevere through happy hour though. My toe was throbbing the whole time. Afterwards, I quickly put up my foot and iced it down. Jason slept in the spare bedroom b/c he was so afraid he would touch my toe, and that I might knock him out. Today, I am walking like an injured person...so our celebration is put on hold. I am pretty sure my toenail will fall off, which makes me a little depressed. I am going to be in flip-flop and sandal territory in three months. Maybe, I can put a fake nail on it. ;)