{screaming}

I JUST found out that the offer we made on a house yesterday was accepted. Two minutes ago.

What the heck were they thinking?!? Don't they know we're just kids?

The thing that keeps going through my mind is that now we have to buy a lawn mower. That feels very....adult-ish. Especially for someone who's been buried in a juvenile fiction book (Fablehaven) all day. And who decided against veggies for dinner tonight just because.

I think Sage prayed us into this situation. She is SO sick of "house hunting," even in spite of the many outrageous bribes we offer for good behavior...and that we deliver regardless of behavior.

The best and worst of the bribes (to the kids and the parents respectively) have been two Disney princess microphones that play only a (very) few stanzas of "Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo." I'm genuinely surprised the batteries aren't dead by now, for the number of times they've been played. My thanks goes out to Disney for making the "on" button also function as an "off" button. (Though heaven knows they are "on" much more than they are "off" during house hunting.) And (no) thanks to Disney, I often wake up in the night with those 4 measures of "Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo" floating through my head.

Sage and Eliza like to play duets with their microphones. They do a countoff, and try to start them at the exact same time. This usually results in Eliza's going off 5 seconds after Sage's. But occasionally they are close enough to bring total chaos to the back seat...not unlike the chaos that comes when they don't have microphones. Without the microphones, they suffer and we suffer. And with the microphones we suffer. This is what I call parental sacrifice. They better buy me a beautiful coffin some day.

Though I joke about Sage praying us into this soon-to-be-home-owners situation, Eliza literally did. Here's a quote from her morning prayer today: "Please help us find a house with all kinds of cool stuff."

Cool stuff, huh? Well, Eliza's easy to please. As long as the Disney microphones move in with us, Eliza will be happy. But cool stuff this house does have....including a dog run (snort snort), a large swingset, a huge yard, and plenty of room for GUESTS and visitors. (And this time, Heather, you won't have to sleep on our living room floor, and your friends can have the entire dog run to themselves!)

So mark your calendars, my friends. It's time to plan a trip to beautiful Salt Lake! And please bring your lawn mowers.