Fast forward a year and a half....took a year to sell the house, Isaiah is 2, we had another baby (her name is Eden June aka Eede Juuu according to Isaiah) and we moved into a KILLER house that we love and is taking us forever to get decorated, but I don't care because I love it anyway. Jadie Ruth is about to finish her kindergarten year- WHAT!!! and the girl speaks Spanish. Naomi is feisty and sweet, a bit like Jeckel and Hyde- you never know what you are going to get (usually either a resounding Yes, Ma'am or NO!, but there is always room for some other crazy response). Isaiah wants to "hold you" or me or whoever....he says "hold you" meaning" hold me"...it gets confusing. The boys gets excited about the trash truck- like unusually excited about the trash truck. And Naomi has now dubbed my minivan a trash truck because I pick so much stuff off the side of the road to fix, restore, reuse, whatever. That's it in a nutshell. I might, just might, be back on this blog thing- but don't hold me to it.