Bre had her first parent-teacher conference of the year. Her first one with her kindergarten teacher was less then encouraging. Not because Bre was doing poorly, but because we felt like the testing that they did didn't properly reflect what we were seeing at home. That was when I pulled her out and started homeschooling. This conference was so different. Granted, she's a year older and she's grown tremendously, but still. [This is the part where I get to brag about how wonderful my kid is so if you don't want to hear it tune out now.]
Her teacher started out by saying how amazing she is. Breanne told us about something that happened to her at school last week and her teacher filled in the rest of the details. I'll tell you Bre's story first. She was at PE playing a game and her group didn't know that you were only supposed to take one item down at a time (like a relay, I'm guessing) and so they took more then one. Bre went up to her teacher and explained that they didn't mean to cheat. We were proud that she realized that she was doing something wrong and told the teacher, even though it was an accident. We got the rest of the story today.
It seems as though LOTS of the kids were cheating, things got kind of out of hand, tears were shed and it was Breanne that told the teacher and the other children that it was just a game and it wasn't about winning, but about having fun. The school has been working on respecting one another and the PE teacher felt this was a great example and pulled her up in front of the whole school on Friday and told the story. It was so funny to hear Breanne's version (she told us about the assembly and how the teacher told everyone what happened but it sounded like it was only a couple other classes there, not the whole school) and then to hear the teacher tell it. We got to see how she sees situations. I honestly think she didn't know that the kids ment to cheat, she just thought they didn't know the rules.
Her teacher also told us that she is reading at a 2nd grade level, doing math concepts that most of the other kids can't do and if we had put her in 3rd grade she wouldn't have been surprised.
We have noticed these things at home as well. She's blown us away with the ideas she comes up with and last Monday she even taught our family home evening lesson. She had ideas written on a piece of paper but she deviated from that to expound on certain things. She really is the most amazing child (there's no bias involved). We feel very honored to be chosen as her parents.
It's funny how you see your kids different personalities but Breanne's hitting that age that she's actually turning into her own person, developing qualities that will make her an adult (does that make sense?).
Kaity is still young and doesn't understand lots of things. She's still got her own personality but I can't wait until she gets to be where Bre is at and see what kind of decisions she will make when we're not around. She is starting to write out words like, "mom". That was a fun day when she asked me how to spell my name. I just told her the letters and she wrote them out. She's a little comedian too and doesn't even realize it some times. Her and Bre were telling each other "knock knock" jokes at the dinner table waiting for their food. Now they were telling them in the way you would tell the "interrupting cow" knock knock joke. So they say the answer as the other person is saying "_____ who?". Make sense? Anyway, Cameron and I were in the kitchen and this is what we heard,
(Kaity) "Knock, knock".
(Bre) "Who's there?"
(Kaity) "Jesus"
(Bre) "Jesus who?"
(Kaity) "Jews!!"
We don't know if she ment to say "jews", they were just making up really silly jokes that didn't make any sense, but that's what we heard. We could hardly contain ourselves, it was so random and honestly, really funny.
There's never a dull moment when those two are together.
Well, thanks for letting me brag about my children. They really are the greatest and now everyone else know that too ;)
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Lucky #13
It happened again. We've moved. Really this blog is for people to know what state we currently reside in. Half the time I don't know.
Anyway, we packed up our stuff and moved our family BACK to the great state of Washington. We put in for a transfer to Portland, OR last month hoping that we would get it by the end of the year. Well, we got it. A little sooner then we thought but none the less, we got it. We posted our apt on craigslist in hopes that someone would pick it up and the right person fell into our laps. I was suppose to go to Portland the weekend these people came to look at apts for us but travel plans just weren't adding up. I called it off. As soon as I decided not to go I knew that the reason I was staying was because the person who needed our apt was going to come. Weird, I know. But she came and told me that we were an answer to her prayers. Little did she know that she was an answer to ours as well. She wanted to move in a week. AHH! I won't get into the details (it involves multiple moments of tears) I'll just say that it was a very stressful week. But enough about that. It's done. We're here in Vancouver, WA. So far so good. Maybe move #13 will slow us down a bit, huh? I don't think so either, but we can always hope.
Other things happening:
I started online classes the beginning of Sept. I had the crazy idea that I could handle a full course load. I'm 2 credits shy of a full load and I'm still feeling like I'm going to drown. Silly me. Why did I want to go back to school. It's hard for me to remember right now. I'll just keep going and hope it jogs my memory soon.
Breanne started first grade a few weeks before we left. She was heartbroken when we told her about the job transfer. She was making friends and trading friendship bracelettes. She even confided in me one day that she was in love with Aiden. It was so cute how she went about it too. She was standing behind the couch kind of figiting. She said, "Mom, I want to tell you something, but I don't want to tell you." I thought for sure she did something bad by the way she was acting. I just wanted to know what it was.
"Bre just tell me and get it over with, please." I was worried what it might be. Did she break something? Do something? Wet her pants? C'mon kid, what is it?
"I think I'm in love with Aiden." Luckily, I knew this Aiden kid because I had been helping out in her class a couple days a week. He was a bit of a class clown, but a smart kid. And I have to admit that she knows how to pick out the cute ones (she gets that from me). All in all it made me feel good that she wanted to confide in me. We did have a talk about what "loving" someone means and that she can date boys when she's 16. Sorry, kiddo, you got 10 years.
Kaity has beed awfully lonely without her sister around during the day. Her favorite part of the day is picking Bre up from school. She asks me multiple times during the day if it's time to go get sissy. There's been a couple days when Cam has been home and Kaity's been asleep when it's time to get her. I decide just to run and get her real quick. When Kaity wakes up she is so mad, It doesn't matter that Bre is home she's upset because she didn't get to go. It's cute when she does come. We stand in the grass waiting for her. Kaity keeps asking, "Do you see her yet?" As soon as we do she runs to her and gives her a big hug. It's sweet to watch.
Cameron is still doing what he does best. His schedule changes on a monthly basis so it keeps us on our toes. Never want to get too comfortable. His new routes from Portland wont be near as interesting as the ones out of Fresno, but he says it's worth being close to family. I have to agree with him. We're only been here a couple of days but his parents came and stayed with us one night and my sister came down to help unpack. That was fun. I've missed spending time with her and I love that Sophia finally got to come visit us. We even got to go shopping, my sister and I, at IKEA. Wonderful. It was my second time there in 3 days. I see an addiction forming. She bought us a "house warming" gift. In reality she helped unpack my dishes and took pity on me. Either way, I LOVE LOVE LOVE them. I smile everytime I open my cabinet.
Other then all that, life is good. Our girls are getting so big. They're not so little anymore and I really wish we could have that stage of life again. It is fun to see them grow though. Anywhoo, here's to Lucky #13!!
Anyway, we packed up our stuff and moved our family BACK to the great state of Washington. We put in for a transfer to Portland, OR last month hoping that we would get it by the end of the year. Well, we got it. A little sooner then we thought but none the less, we got it. We posted our apt on craigslist in hopes that someone would pick it up and the right person fell into our laps. I was suppose to go to Portland the weekend these people came to look at apts for us but travel plans just weren't adding up. I called it off. As soon as I decided not to go I knew that the reason I was staying was because the person who needed our apt was going to come. Weird, I know. But she came and told me that we were an answer to her prayers. Little did she know that she was an answer to ours as well. She wanted to move in a week. AHH! I won't get into the details (it involves multiple moments of tears) I'll just say that it was a very stressful week. But enough about that. It's done. We're here in Vancouver, WA. So far so good. Maybe move #13 will slow us down a bit, huh? I don't think so either, but we can always hope.
Other things happening:
I started online classes the beginning of Sept. I had the crazy idea that I could handle a full course load. I'm 2 credits shy of a full load and I'm still feeling like I'm going to drown. Silly me. Why did I want to go back to school. It's hard for me to remember right now. I'll just keep going and hope it jogs my memory soon.
Breanne started first grade a few weeks before we left. She was heartbroken when we told her about the job transfer. She was making friends and trading friendship bracelettes. She even confided in me one day that she was in love with Aiden. It was so cute how she went about it too. She was standing behind the couch kind of figiting. She said, "Mom, I want to tell you something, but I don't want to tell you." I thought for sure she did something bad by the way she was acting. I just wanted to know what it was.
"Bre just tell me and get it over with, please." I was worried what it might be. Did she break something? Do something? Wet her pants? C'mon kid, what is it?
"I think I'm in love with Aiden." Luckily, I knew this Aiden kid because I had been helping out in her class a couple days a week. He was a bit of a class clown, but a smart kid. And I have to admit that she knows how to pick out the cute ones (she gets that from me). All in all it made me feel good that she wanted to confide in me. We did have a talk about what "loving" someone means and that she can date boys when she's 16. Sorry, kiddo, you got 10 years.
Kaity has beed awfully lonely without her sister around during the day. Her favorite part of the day is picking Bre up from school. She asks me multiple times during the day if it's time to go get sissy. There's been a couple days when Cam has been home and Kaity's been asleep when it's time to get her. I decide just to run and get her real quick. When Kaity wakes up she is so mad, It doesn't matter that Bre is home she's upset because she didn't get to go. It's cute when she does come. We stand in the grass waiting for her. Kaity keeps asking, "Do you see her yet?" As soon as we do she runs to her and gives her a big hug. It's sweet to watch.
Cameron is still doing what he does best. His schedule changes on a monthly basis so it keeps us on our toes. Never want to get too comfortable. His new routes from Portland wont be near as interesting as the ones out of Fresno, but he says it's worth being close to family. I have to agree with him. We're only been here a couple of days but his parents came and stayed with us one night and my sister came down to help unpack. That was fun. I've missed spending time with her and I love that Sophia finally got to come visit us. We even got to go shopping, my sister and I, at IKEA. Wonderful. It was my second time there in 3 days. I see an addiction forming. She bought us a "house warming" gift. In reality she helped unpack my dishes and took pity on me. Either way, I LOVE LOVE LOVE them. I smile everytime I open my cabinet.
Other then all that, life is good. Our girls are getting so big. They're not so little anymore and I really wish we could have that stage of life again. It is fun to see them grow though. Anywhoo, here's to Lucky #13!!
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Team Tiny Tot
We met this really awesome couple back when we lived in Sedro-Wooley, WA. Laura, Keiffer, Calista, Bridget and Tennyson Marino. Anyone that's been following our travels will know that that was a long while ago. Kaity was only 8 months old. She's turning 4 in September! Anyway, the Marino's, which back then was just Laura, Keiffer and Calista) totally reached out to us when we moved there even though they were relatively new as well. We moved to Riverside, CA after our 6 months in WA and just a few months after we got to CA the Marino's moved to San Diego. We were able to spend some more time with them during the year we were there.
What I'm trying to say in all this is that we know them, spent time with them and think the world of them. This isn't some strange family we've heard of through a friend of a friend.
Through A LOT of thought and research they have decided to adopt a child from Russia. I've been following their process so far and it's crazy the amount of money, time and energy that needs to be spent to do this. I was reading their current blog post (www.tinytottale.blogspot.com) and I really wanted to do something to try and help. At this point, we aren't able to help in a significant financial way but reading on their website (www.teamtinytot.com) I've learned that there are so many other ways to help. One way is to spread the word. I can do that. I have posted a picture on the side of our blog of "Team Tiny Tot". To find out more about why they have chosen to adopt and what you can do to help them along their way go to:
www.teamtinytot.com
www.tinytottale.blogspot.com
Or you can find them on facebook
www.facebook.com/pages/Team-Tiny-Tot/401215149934568
Remember, there are so many ways we can help!
Sunday, July 8, 2012
PaPa-PaParazzi
The room decor was modern but the building was old. It was very nice. We didn't know how nice until Saturday night when we were waiting for my airport shuttle. But before all that, the hotel was about 2 miles from the beach and I couldn't be that close and not go. We got our walking shoes on and walked to Dockweiler Beach. We got there and we ate some lunch while watching the waves and getting a little more sun then we intended. I always forget that you can get burnt through clouds. We went to the wash station to wash the sand off our feet. There's two buttons, one for the shower and one for the foot rinse. Well, I wasn't paying close enough attention and I pushed the shower button as Cameron was standing underneath. I can't tell you how funny it was. Oh man, it was great. Not only because he got wet but because I did it on accident and he knows it so he can't retaliate. Anyone who knows Cam know that he loves to get people back. Not this time. He had plenty of time to dry off on our walk back. We went back up to our room all tuckered out and fell asleep watching MythBusters. That show's so cool. We went down to the lobby to wait for the shuttle back to LAX. Man, were we under dressed, or should I say "overly" dressed. It was something off of BET or some music video.
It looked like some rapper was having a private party. These are not actual pictures but they could have been.
Heck, if I knew any of these people in these pictures they very well could have been there. There were girls showing up in nothing but metallic bikini tops and short skirts with 5 inch heels on, Mercedes, Range Rovers and even a Ferrari rolling around in the valet parking. I guess when you think of a typical LA private party this would have been it. It was so funny to watch all these people come and go in the lobby, try and pick up girls and looking for their "boys". I can't do it justice. It was the most entertaining 15 minutes I've had in a while. I got into the shuttle with a couple from New Zealand and as soon as the door closed we looked at each other like, "did we really just see all that?" You just kept waiting for paparazzi to pop out some where. All this was going down in the lobby and we could have been people watching that whole time! haha It was a really great mini vacation for us and even better because it was all paid for!
Now the girls are in Tahoe with Grandma and Grandpa and Cameron's still in LA. It really is nice to have absolute peace and quite some times. I hope everyone enjoys their Sunday afternoon because I am sure going to enjoy mine!
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Every Good Villian Has One
I had a request to update the blog::ahem::AMBER. I told (that person) that there was nothing new in our lives but I guess that was a little untrue.
So here's a little back story. Every good villian has one...
Ever since I was in high school I wanted to be an athletic trainer. I think it started because one of my brothers went into sports medicine at one point...don't quote me on that. Anyway, I did a little job shadow thing with the trainers at Pacific Luthern University my senior year and I loved it. I got to stand on the sidelines of a football game and was nearly crushed by giants. It was awesome. Just trust me on that. Well, I didn't do a lot of planning. I didn't really know what I wanted to do other then play softball in college. Turns out, that's a bad way to plan out your college selections. Long story short, I didn't apply to any schools that had the program. Life went on, I got a little more confused, a little more off course and I pretty much forgot about this dream of mine. And I looked at it like a dream. Nothing acheievable. Well, a few weeks ago I found out (very randomly) that Cal Sate University-Fresno has an Athletic Training degree. 15 mins down the street from my current location! Amazing! Coinsidence? I think not. I looked into what it would take and it turns out CA is anal retentive in just about every aspect of their life here. Seriously, some of the laws are very stupid. Well, education is no different. I recieved an A.S in general studies hoping beyone hope that I wouldn't have to take any more general education classes when I decided to go back to school but that isn't going to happen. I've missed the deadline to start at Fresno State this fall but I have to take 3 more classes before I can even be admitted. SO, I applied to Brigham Young University-Idaho (where I previously attended) to be an online student this fall and I found out this morning that I got ADMITTED!! Yay! It's been kind of stressful that last couple of weeks, thinking about going back to school after being out for 4+ years, what classes are going to transfer, blah blah blah, it's done. I'll start online classes September 10th and submit my application for Fresno State October 1st. I'm so stinkin' excited. I never thought that this would happen.
Alright, so it's a silly update but that's all I have for you.
Cameron's working his tail off trying to keep bringing the bacon. We see him for about 1-2 days a week. He's still really enjoying it. Breanne is registered to start public school 1st grade August 20th and Kaity is on a wait list for Pre school. Other then that, we are loving our CA weather, free flight privilages, swimming, going to the library, riding bikes, chasing squirles, lizards and the occasional bird.
So here's a little back story. Every good villian has one...
Ever since I was in high school I wanted to be an athletic trainer. I think it started because one of my brothers went into sports medicine at one point...don't quote me on that. Anyway, I did a little job shadow thing with the trainers at Pacific Luthern University my senior year and I loved it. I got to stand on the sidelines of a football game and was nearly crushed by giants. It was awesome. Just trust me on that. Well, I didn't do a lot of planning. I didn't really know what I wanted to do other then play softball in college. Turns out, that's a bad way to plan out your college selections. Long story short, I didn't apply to any schools that had the program. Life went on, I got a little more confused, a little more off course and I pretty much forgot about this dream of mine. And I looked at it like a dream. Nothing acheievable. Well, a few weeks ago I found out (very randomly) that Cal Sate University-Fresno has an Athletic Training degree. 15 mins down the street from my current location! Amazing! Coinsidence? I think not. I looked into what it would take and it turns out CA is anal retentive in just about every aspect of their life here. Seriously, some of the laws are very stupid. Well, education is no different. I recieved an A.S in general studies hoping beyone hope that I wouldn't have to take any more general education classes when I decided to go back to school but that isn't going to happen. I've missed the deadline to start at Fresno State this fall but I have to take 3 more classes before I can even be admitted. SO, I applied to Brigham Young University-Idaho (where I previously attended) to be an online student this fall and I found out this morning that I got ADMITTED!! Yay! It's been kind of stressful that last couple of weeks, thinking about going back to school after being out for 4+ years, what classes are going to transfer, blah blah blah, it's done. I'll start online classes September 10th and submit my application for Fresno State October 1st. I'm so stinkin' excited. I never thought that this would happen.
Alright, so it's a silly update but that's all I have for you.
Cameron's working his tail off trying to keep bringing the bacon. We see him for about 1-2 days a week. He's still really enjoying it. Breanne is registered to start public school 1st grade August 20th and Kaity is on a wait list for Pre school. Other then that, we are loving our CA weather, free flight privilages, swimming, going to the library, riding bikes, chasing squirles, lizards and the occasional bird.
Saturday, May 26, 2012
The Curse of Potty Training
I found this is my "draft" box. Oh the good ol' days. Atleast I can laugh at this now. And I did.
We've tried everything, or so it seems, and for a while it seemed to be going well. Then this week came along. I'd like to just throw it away and start over but unfortunately they don't let you do that. It started with Breanne making a great first impression with the nursery leader by wetting her pants. Now, I blame myself mostly for this one because I couldn't figure out how to take Breanne to the bathroom and hold Kaitlyn at the same time. We were at a new ward and I didn't feel comfortable asking a complete stranger to hold my 6 month old. So I took a risk and obviously lost. Then, on Monday, she woke up and found Cameron in the bathroom in the shower and felt that she couldn't go in so Cameron comes out of the shower to find Breanne changing her own wet underwear and I think she pooped her underwear that day to, they're all starting to blend together. Tuesday she did well in the morning. She woke up went potty and then we took her to grandma's house and she ended up pooping in her underwear there! Wednesday, today, it started out fine again but come noon time she wet her underwear again. Now, I know what some of you might be thinking "this is all part of potty training". But we've already been through this! She hadn't had an accident in her underwear in a few weeks besides pooping in them every couple of days, but even then she pooped in the toilet all by herself. I thought that we we're really getting some where. Apparently we have to start back at 1. so between cleaning up wet or poopy underwear and Kaitlyn spitting up (more like throwing up) on the carpet every time she rolls over, not to mention that I can't get either one of them to sleep today, I feel like I just might lose it today...just might.
Anyway, the whole reason that I was writing this was to show my next idea in the potty training adventure. I made a chart that she'll get to put stickers on if she goes potty and poop in the toilet and if she does pretty well the whole week then we'll get to have some kind of "party" at the end of the week. I don't know if it will work. I've tried punishing her for going in her underwear and that hasn't seemed to work too well. I've tried giving treats after every time she goes, but that has only led to her deciding that she really doesn't need that treat so she doesn't need to go in the toilet. I think this might be the last idea I have. If it doesn't work I just may give up, okay, I won't but I don't know what else I'll do. I desperately need more ideas in case this one fails. HELP!
We've tried everything, or so it seems, and for a while it seemed to be going well. Then this week came along. I'd like to just throw it away and start over but unfortunately they don't let you do that. It started with Breanne making a great first impression with the nursery leader by wetting her pants. Now, I blame myself mostly for this one because I couldn't figure out how to take Breanne to the bathroom and hold Kaitlyn at the same time. We were at a new ward and I didn't feel comfortable asking a complete stranger to hold my 6 month old. So I took a risk and obviously lost. Then, on Monday, she woke up and found Cameron in the bathroom in the shower and felt that she couldn't go in so Cameron comes out of the shower to find Breanne changing her own wet underwear and I think she pooped her underwear that day to, they're all starting to blend together. Tuesday she did well in the morning. She woke up went potty and then we took her to grandma's house and she ended up pooping in her underwear there! Wednesday, today, it started out fine again but come noon time she wet her underwear again. Now, I know what some of you might be thinking "this is all part of potty training". But we've already been through this! She hadn't had an accident in her underwear in a few weeks besides pooping in them every couple of days, but even then she pooped in the toilet all by herself. I thought that we we're really getting some where. Apparently we have to start back at 1. so between cleaning up wet or poopy underwear and Kaitlyn spitting up (more like throwing up) on the carpet every time she rolls over, not to mention that I can't get either one of them to sleep today, I feel like I just might lose it today...just might.
Anyway, the whole reason that I was writing this was to show my next idea in the potty training adventure. I made a chart that she'll get to put stickers on if she goes potty and poop in the toilet and if she does pretty well the whole week then we'll get to have some kind of "party" at the end of the week. I don't know if it will work. I've tried punishing her for going in her underwear and that hasn't seemed to work too well. I've tried giving treats after every time she goes, but that has only led to her deciding that she really doesn't need that treat so she doesn't need to go in the toilet. I think this might be the last idea I have. If it doesn't work I just may give up, okay, I won't but I don't know what else I'll do. I desperately need more ideas in case this one fails. HELP!
Friday, May 18, 2012
Trip to WA and a Birthday
We started out our trip to Washington with a layover in Denver. This is what we were staring at for 5 Hours.
But we made it on our planned flight, by some miracle. It's a good thing too because if we hadn't I would have had two little girls in tears as the plane pulled away without us. BUT it didn't so we were ready to party! We celebrated Bre's 6th birthday and at her request we had a Tea Party.
Between my mom, my sister and I we were able to get all the food done. The cake pops, while cute and tasty looking, are really a paint huffers dream. Here's the story and a lesson to anyone wanting to make cake pops.
My sister has a cake pop pan so that made it fairly easy except they kind of looked like balloons. Anyway, so we melted candy melts and started dipping. But the candy melts cooled and hardened quickly, the cake balls were falling off the sticks and sticking in the candy, it was dripping so the candy decorations were falling off...lets just say it was a lot harder then I would have thought. But 49 cake pops later they were done. This would have been fine but we needed something to stick the cake pops in to keep them upright. My sister had (what I am sure was a great idea in her head) an idea to spray paint some foam blocks. I won't get into all the mess ups I made completing that task. I'll leave it with my mom ended up with a green sparkly rock and I had green hands. Like I said, we needed these to keep the cake pops in so we didn't have a lot of time to let the block sit. We put them in the block and them in the frig to keep them from melting. The next morning the taste test reveled that the cake pops were more like "paint" pops. While they were in the frig they soaked up the fumes from the spray painted blocks. The adults graciously let the children have as many as they wanted. We figured the only thing wrong was that they tasted strange and no brain damage would be caused. The research is still out on that. So the moral of the story is, "Don't let Nicole use spray paint when it involves children's birthday parties or food".
A few of the victims of the "paint" pop experiment. No, they hadn't had any up tot his point.
From left to right: Sophia, Piper, Austin, Breanne, Kaitlyn
I'm pretty sure everyone had fun, including the Birthday Girl.
And I can't miss a photo opportunity when my dad wears a tie. This was his "Tea Party" best.
He found an accessory at the party.
Cousins, Aunts and Uncle
From left to right: Chase, Sophia, Benjamin, Heidi, Piper, Marina,
Austin, Breanne, Kaitlyn
My Birthday Girl 6 years ago.
I can't believe how time has gone by. I know everyone says that but I don't think you really listen to the people who tell you that until you experience it for yourself. She's lost 2 teeth, reading short books by herself, helping make meals, growing tall, skinny and beautiful. She only wants to do good and be obedient (even though she forgets sometimes). She has a strong testimony and her faith is so sure. She's a light to our family. I really hope these next 6 years slow down a bit.
Monday, April 2, 2012
Another Place to Call Home
Cameron FINALLY had his first flight! He flew all over CA hitting San Fran, Santa Barbara and spent the night in Eureka. Today he's flying all the way up to Medford, OR and staying the night in Montery, CA. He called me at 1AM last night and told me all about it. I was so excited for him. He's having so much fun and it's so very apparent that this is what he was meant to do. It would be a crime to keep him out of a plane. His first landing he said that he "slapped it one the runway" but the second one was much better and today it was "text book". He's also very modest, did I mention that? ;) He'll fly again tomorrow and be home by midnight tomorrow night. This is all so exciting It felt like we would never get to this point. Waiting for him to have enough hours, trying to find the right company to apply to, trying to get that company to hire him...phew! After almost 3 years we're here. I think some people felt like it was just talk when we said that one day he'd be an airline pilot (don't worry we did too sometimes) but it's happened. It's funny when you finally get to a major goal in life. All the struggles you face getting there seems like they're set backs but once you're there...you can see the whole picture. That those things weren't set backs you just needed the experience so you were ready. We are soooo ready!
Sunday, March 4, 2012
This is the Final Countdown
We spent 2 nights there and was able to find a place that we think will work. It's in Clovis which is a neighboring town but still only 15 minutes away from the airport. From what we saw we really like it. We found a great park with a bike trail and a botanical gardens. I'm really excited to be in civilization again. Anything we want to do here is an hour and a half away...in Vegas. Anyway, Cameron headed back out to Fresno for 4 days of training and then on to Long Beach for another week of training in a full motion simulator. Never been in one, but according to Cam their pretty cool. I guess I'll take his word for it. He is suppose to be done on the 15th of March, but after that he has what's called IOE where he actually goes on flights and build 25-40 hours in the aircraft. It should only take a couple flights to build that then he gets to FINALLY be on reserve for who knows how long. Phew! While Cameron is busy studying the girls and I are home packing. It looks like we'll be getting the truck and loading up on the 17th and taking off the next day. It's still undecided whether Cameron is going to be able to make it back to help us move but my wonderful parents have offered to come down. Thank you!
Hopefully, this will be it for awhile. It's definitely not the last move we'll make. As far as we know right now, we don't want to spend the rest of our lives in Fresno, but probably for the next 3-5 years. We'll see. Hardly anything goes as we plan but we've learned pretty well to roll with the punches.
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