The Best of the New

About this time last year I wrote about how much we were loving our new apartment in Brighton/Pittsford on a beautiful fall morning when we took a walk down to Barnes and Noble. It was on that very trip that we bought George, who is now a year old. (Sorry we missed your birthday, George.)

There's a lot to love about our new house, one year later. I love the smell of the brand new carpet, which we weren't expecting to put in, but which has drastically improved the odor of the downstairs. I don't think you could tell a cat ever lived in this house now, unless you are in one particular corner of the basement.

I love having our own laundry machine downstairs, and not needing to worry about sharing it with the neighbors.

I love going to Home Depot, and knowing that whatever it is we need to pick up is for us and our home, not something we need to haggle about with a landlord.

I love the playground across the street. It has a rock wall (apparently James can climb rock walls), a couple of big slides, and most importantly, a baseball diamond. We went over there for the first time on Sunday night, and as soon as I showed James where the baseball diamond was he took off running the bases...and he didn't stop until I told him we could come back the following day and run them some more. (Maybe I should let him stay up and watch a game of the World Series this week.)

I love gorgeous hardwood floors, and enough storage space in the garage and basement to put our boxes of stuff somewhere out of sight.

Most of all, I love what I'm going to be able to do when James goes to bed tonight...practice in my very own basement without needing to drive to a church or a hall.

J looks pretty pleased as well. She got back yesterday from a checkup with a 3D ultrasound of the new baby. It's really a baby in there, with little fingers and toes and a face. A face that looks EXACTLY like his big brother's. ("It's 'nother one James!")

So right now I'm waiting out a funeral in the sanctuary where I teach lessons in Lima...and once I'm done teaching I can't wait to go home!