Over a month ago we hitched up our home and moved to Booneville
Mississippi, named after R.H. Boone... yes, a relative of Daniel
Boone.Our branch president and his wife were nice enough to let us squat
on their acreage for as long as we like. We hope we don't wear out our
welcome.
I finished up my 2nd rotation this past weekend, and
while I was taking my end of rotation test Shayna was at the 'ol Rural
King buying some ducks. So the 3hr drive home was serenaded by our noisy
new little friends. Come to find out the weather took a turn for the
colder later that night... so we've had 5 ducks in our kitchen for a few
days. Today we finished their shelter outside, and are happy to
announce that we are no longer those trailer people with farm animals
where they prepare their food. I think after both our missions we vowed
never to be those people... how cruel life is when you make ultimatums.
On
top of our duck madness, we have slowly been trying to get Trace
interested in ditching his diapers. The same night we had ducks in our
kitchen, Trace put his new (not used) toilet seat on his head and it
slid around his neck. It took a few minutes of trying to manipulate it
over his ears before we could free him... we were worried for a few
split seconds that he would grow up to be a potty mouth... or worse yet,
a butt head.
My next rotation (Mental Health, yes I have been
dreading this one) will start tomorrow and is only Tuesdays through
Fridays 8-5pm. Thank goodness. Couldn't have been better timing with
baby #2 on the way. Shayna keeps telling me I have multiple
personalities (mainly when I don't agree with her), so I think she's
afraid I'll be admitted while I'm there.
Shayna is due April first
but we are banking on it being here sometime a week later (Trace was 10
days late). She's been a trooper, and is so ready to be done with
pregnancy forever (if history repeats itself, ask her in a few months
and she'll say she cant wait to have another one).