“Well… wait til he turns two!”

Who’s That Dude?

I recently uploaded a bunch of cool photos. If you want to check them out, you’ll have to click on Obama, whether or not you agree with his immigration policy.

What’s new in my life, you ask? Rather than answering with a stereotypical response of “oh, nothin'”, I’ll let you in on a little secret: Josh’s life is in the fast lane.

That’s right, I said it… my life is moving quicker than quick, and I’ll tell you why. In the last 2.5 years I have accomplished this:

(In no particular order nor in order of importance)

1) Got married

2) Had a baby

3) Graduated from college

4) Moved out of my parents house

5) Bought a house

Pretty sure I’ve accomplished pretty much every major milestone that can be accomplished, now I can die happy.

Well, enough of the sarcasm. Seriously, I have been up to a lot. Currently I am seeking a position in the Sioux Falls area that  A) Pays money  and  B) Isn’t Lame. I don’t know if any of you have ever graduated from college or not, but it can be annoying. It usually goes a little something like this:

Them: Congratulations! What was your major again?

Me: Thanks! Umm, Government and International Affairs.

Them: Ohh… (pause) … what can you do with that?

And then I come up with 20 different options I have off the top of my head and they knod slowly, still wondering if they should take that cash out of the card they were about to hand me…

How’s the daddy life? Well, it’s crazier than ever. Noah just turned 2.0986301 today, which we of course celebrated by shooting fireworks off (…think July 4th). I’ve always thought for some reason that the moment kids turn two, they automatically become helions. I found out throughout the course of Noah’s 2nd birthday that this was in fact true… just kidding. Being a two-year-old is a lot like being a one-year-old. Parenting the two is about the same. He’s still got an attitude, he’s still curious, and he still doesn’t like being told no.

So if you’re wondering why everyone always warned you with the phrase: “Well… wait til he turns two!”, just know that when they turn 75, watch out!

Moving Day!

As you can tell from Noah jumping over some plastic bunny rabbit bowling pins next to a heaping pile of moving boxes, we moved recently.

Just over a month ago, our family of three decided that it was time to say goodbye to the shack and the bucket that we had been living in for the past two years. OK, it wasn’t THAT bad, but there was plenty to complain about: loud neighbors, no garage, no yard, did I say loud neighbors?, crappy maintenance guys, etc.

Literally the last night we stayed there, our neighbors were running up and down the stairs as loud as they could at 1 AM. So, needless to say, I was more than happy to move on out.

So Rachel and I are 21 and 22 years old, and somehow we managed to fall in love with a house and get approved for a home loan. Together of course, they become a deadly combination.

78,000 pieces of signed and initialed papers later… we had our first home, and thus, our first serious debt.

Moving day was always lovely. It was April 25th, so you would think… oh…. nice spring moving weather. NO! What we got was about 6 inches of snow. Some places in South Dakota got over a foot of snow! So I guess we feel lucky. By some miracle of God, we moved everything we had in just a few short hours. Unpacking went almost nearly as fast.

One thing I did learn is that I suck at painting. My mom-in-law decided that it would look better to paint our wall adjacent to the kitchen. She says, “Yeah Josh, you can just put another coat on tonight”. Well, I blew it. I left gouges in the wall, streaks all over the place and even managed to paint the white ceiling brown. I suck.

Now we are all cozied in. I will be uploading some pics of our new place soon!