Mom's Letters: The home we're renting

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

The home we're renting

I wanted to share some pictures of the house we are renting. We feel so lucky to be in this house because it is in our same neighborhood and ward boundaries and is surrounded by great families! It is also a treat to have a basement which is uncommon here, to have the kids sleeping downstairs and the boys sharing a room. I feel very grateful that things have worked out so well for us to be here, for however long or short it ends up being. This is a great house and we are enjoying the simple life of being renters.

The toyroom

The basement familyroom

Upstairs

Out front, on a nice, quiet street

2 comments:

Melissa said...: That looks like a really nice house. Are you planning on moving to Utah? Is that why you are renting?; December 16, 2008 at 7:42 AM
bethiepoos said...: sob sob xxx

p.s I keep telling mark to bring the big rug round for your playroom!! remind him next time he comes; December 16, 2008 at 3:53 PM

Mom's Favorite Quotes

I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden. I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived." — Marjorie Pay Hinckley

"The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make....I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less."

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Tuesday, December 16, 2008

The home we're renting

2 comments: