Imaginary friends...

Well, Caden has entered the realm of imaginary friends, although, his "friend" is quite unique. Apparently Caden has a truck which happens to be black, blue and red that follows us wherever we go. It backs up when we back up, parks when we parks. But this truck is very special, it carries any item you have ever desired. Caden says, "my truck has that, in my truck there is a saw-chain (chainsaw in cadenese) for daddy" Well, Paul has never mentioned he needed said chainsaw, nor do we need one, but Caden believes there is a great need for one and his "truck" has it in the back. His truck has toys, food, lots of engines, always has its lights on. It is very unique and so cute.

If only this truck could find us the right home to buy, we seem to fall in love quick and out of love in a couple of days. Our conservative budget makes competition in the market. We found a beautiful small bungalow, and we completely remodeled it in our head without much thought that, yes Paul works ninety hours a week, and he would be the one to do much of the work. Hmmm, we have never been patient people and living in a complete mess is too much for my neat-freak tendencies. While we have found perfectly adequate houses, the price has either been too high or the school system is wrong. There is hope, we just need to practice patience. Ah, patience, not my best quality.


a little kiwi cuteness, still cute, still learning the rules...