Welcome, Home!

Welcome home, Son!

I can hardly stand the excitement! My son bought his first home! A brand-spankin' new one! He did his walk-through on Thursday and the moving in began! For the last four months he's been storing things at my house as he bought them...and we've all be looking forward to this day when he comes an official home owner.


The moving-in began Thursday afternoon and he's in!


His home is gorgeous and I adore the floor plan....I could sooo see myself living this home! He has his own ideas about what he wants to do to each room, how he wants to set it all up, etc.

I was able to sneak away from work early yesterday to give some 'Mom' help. But for some reason, and I don't know where he gets this (wink), he didn't really want me setting up his kitchen, buying loads of groceries, washing the kitchen linens, setting up the cupboards, stocking the pantry and ... you know... stuff that us Mom's are good at!



He is so excited he wants to do it all himself....and I totally understand.

I did get 'permission' to buy a few things at the store yesterday and I took the chance of sticking the two cans of soup, jars of peanut butter and jelly and loaf of bread in the cupboard without his expressed consent. I figure if he gets his shorts in too much of a wad I'll just plead 'guilty!'

I could spend hours here telling you how much my son means to me. He has always been my biggest supporter in anything I ever did. He adores his sister.... truly... and I have no doubt in my heart whatsoever that he would literally give his life for her. During the last three years, Son has been a support ... to all of us. And even though we haven't always seen eye-to-eye about everything, he has always been there for me. I truly...truly...don't know what I would do with out my son.

David... congratulations, honey...on your beautiful new home! I wish you years of happiness and blessings in it! Now, switch that channel back to 'Oprah'! ; )