Livin' it Up on The Southside

If you were to walk by our home, you would see Eric in the garage working on the "Hot Rod." Chase riding his bike up and down the sidewalk like a madman, and Rachel (myself) chasing (we named him well!) after him, telling him to slow down, and Anthony trying to be just like his big brother.

Thursday, January 26, 2006

Miranda is Moving

Miranda called us last week with exciting news. She has accepted a position with the State of Kansas as a Case Worker. She will be making more money, and will be closer to her boyfriend Rob. She decided she didn't want a long distance relationship anymore, so she started interviewing down by him. She will be in Lenexa, Kansas which is just west of Kansas City. We will miss her dearly, but she will be less than 4 hours away. She said she would try to come up once a month, or we will go down to visit. Another plus, she will be less than an hour away from where Mom, Grandma and Grandpa are buried, so she will be able to check on the grave sites more regularly.

Her last day here is February 4th. So we wanted to make sure we see her at least once a week before she goes. Last week Eric was out of town for management training. Miranda came over for dinner Thursday night. We had turkey tacos and then played Cootie with Chase. He kicked our butts. Anthony was napping, so Chase had our undivided attention, which he thoroughly enjoyed. Then she was over on Tuesday for dinner. Chase had to learn a hard lesson. He wanted to play Cootie again. We started playing, and he go mad because Miranda took the antenna's he wanted. He wouldn't let it go, he wanted her to give them to him. He got mad and threw his cootie across the room. I told him that was it, that game is over. He needed to go to his room and get ready for bed. Boy was he screaming mad, literally. I had to carry him to his room kicking and screaming. He said he didn't mean to throw it and he still wanted to play. I told him we could try playing again the next day. He has to learn their are consequences to his actions. He finally calmed down and got his pj's on. I then gave him the choice of reading a book or doing a puzzle with Aunt Miranda. He picked out his Dora book and Miranda read to him, and all was well.

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