Appraisal Update.

The bank finally gave us the appraisal value of the house and the 17 acres.  The house is worth enough for them  to loan on, so, barring some majorly unforeseen circumstances, IT IS OUR DESTINY.  Actually, the house is worth more than we're paying for it and the property altogether. 

It all seems kind of anticlimactic, compared to the other thing that happened on Friday, the memorable short disappearance of our fourth child.  Please refer to the preceding post for exciting details.

Life did go on last week, in spite of the waiting game.  Hollis lost his first tooth.  It's been wiggly for nearly a year, so Toby finally just gave it a good hard yank and out it came.  Every time one of my children loses a tooth, I think of how much we all miss Grandpa McDonald and his sneaky small pliers.  He'd ask a kid to show him the loose tooth, whip the pliers out of his pocket, and pull it before they knew what hit them. 

Loch started full crawling this week.  In spite of having done this whole routine four times before, we're (surprise) TOTALLY UNPREPARED for a mobile infant.  He's the first baby since we've been working making bodices, and the sewing room is not a friendly place for a curious little boy.  We're talking grommet bits, loose threads, ribbon scraps, extension cords....Don't worry, we're both getting a little bit of work done while watching him like hawks.

In the next few weeks, we should close on the Ivy house, fix it up a bit, and move. Then, we need to get our current house on the market and sold quickly.   Michelle and Tyler are coming out from Utah for the Spring Renaissance Festival season, and that will be both exciting and exhausting.  Life will definitely be in high gear.