This is the place where I write about Mai family's struggles, challenges, and adventures. Mai family was created in 1992 in Minneapolis, MN, after meeting each other in 1988, and then officially in 1996 when we received our marriage certificate, We have three children and live in central Florida. Welcome to our world, we're glad you're in it!
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Hello Mr. Frog
Taking the children to view possible homes for us is quite an adventure. The appointments are typically set on a short moment's notice so we don't have time to find a babysitter. Our favorite and new babysitter has a limited schedule as well. Neither one of us wants to take on the decision making ourselves. So off we go with three children - age 2, 5, and 7.
Alex fixates on the furniture if the home is occupied. He wants to know if his fun things will be moved in and forgets that his things will go in boxes and will be set up in a new home. Apparently that's unfathomable to him.
Lane will tell us which portions of the house are pretty. And protests if anything does meet her "pretty" standards. This can be embarrassing depending on if the person showing the home understands 2 year old speech.
Gabriel, immediately wants a drink of wanter to take a shower. It was amusing (is that really thw word I'm looking for here) when our 7 year old threw a fit after taking his clothing off because we wouldn't allow him to take a shower. The owners still lived in the home and were showing us their house.
We've seen several homes. Our list of wants for a home is long but not unreasonable. 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, dishwasher, washer/dryer, yard. Either a community pool or personal pool and a fenced would be great.
We looked at a 5 bedroom, 3 bath home today. A realtor showed it to us for the family. When she opened one of the doors to the backyard, a frog peed on her. Or did something gross to her. She shrieked.
This peaked Gabriel's curiousity and he came bounding to the back of the house. He reached for the frog who jumped into the house. It jumped toward Andrew, making Andrew jump into the shower door. Oy. Gabriel insisted on catching it which was our point of exit to the van.
It was at this point that I stopped to talk to the realtor about the next step in the process of renting and Andrew took the kids to the van. When I got to the van, I was notified that the frog is lose in the van. Thanks, Gabriel. We will either find a fried frog or it's going to jump on one of us.
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