The New House 3

Lots of work went into building this house we call home now. It has been such a challenge, but so many memories were made. Ones we will never forget. Some of my favorite were living in the camper during the day so the boys wouldn't get into everything inside the house.

 Or the time when I was there with just me and the boys painting and they decided that they should help.

The problem was they used red paint. When I can into the room to find them I thought they were both covered in blood and it made me panic a little bit.

Another favorite memory was when the men came to help us put up the trusses, Rhev brought his nerf gun and kept shooting them while they were up on the roof hanging on for thier lives. They didn't think it was as funny as we did.

Alot of my favorite memories come from all the times Tyce and I could be at the house, just the two of us, working together. I treasure all those moments and all the things I learn from him and those times.  On time my husband came to me and said "hey hunny, I have a project for you. I'll do it with you. It will be fun". FUN was not a word I would have used for this "little Project". We got started about 8:00pm BLOWING INSULATION. Insulation SUCKS!!! It's so dusty you can't breath, it's itchy and I goes EVERYWHERE. I got the privilege of being the one to fill the blower and Tyce went into the attic. Finally about 12:30am I made Tyce come down and quit for the night. We were both so tired and itchy, it was time to be done. We had only finished half of the attic.

That "little" project turned me into a 100 year old woman. Needless to say, this girl did NOT help him finish the other half of the house, but instead came up with enough money to hire the project out. Still it was a great memory. It's amazing how some of the worst things we experience become some of the best experiences. What even more amazing is how much more I loved that silly man after that crazy project.