For those who know my darling hottie of a husband, Jacob Dean, you just might know that his family's heritage is very closely associated with trailer parks. Thus...we truly believe that it is Our Destiny to now be working in a trailer. Yes, you heard it right, Jake is helping to manage a mobile dentist trailer. Awesome, huh? Those Hutchings just can't avoid trailers-it is too deeply engrained in the blood! I wish I had a sweet picture of it, but I don't. Just believe me-it is AWESOME! He loves it and has been learning A LOT about managing, about the dental industry, and about bachelorhood (for 3 months at least while we closed on our home here). I'd like to say he's happy we're finally here with him-but I'm guessing most nights he's wondering why he didn't enjoy the peace and quiet more while we were away!
On the other hand, I am finally learning what it's like to actually have 3 small kids and have to take them everywhere with me. I had it way easier than I realized. Somehow getting a grocery cart to contain 3 bodies plus tons of groceries is no easy feat! And let me tell you-my grocery carts contain all 3 bodies because this momma doesn't do crazy kids monkeying around the store. Call me anal-I call myself anal. It's okay.
Thus--because all of my analness and Jake's figuring out work and school and such-our family has officially adopted a new mission statement-CHILAX! It's a cross between chill and relax. I have issues. Control issues. They are bad. I often find myself chanting "chilax, chilax, chilax" just let them get dirty. It's actually been a huge success (at least for this week).
Anyhow-we are happy here and think we will really, really love it. Our last few weeks have been filled with this kind of stuff:
