Wow, has it really been that long?

Well I have been home in Calgary for a couple weeks now. Nothing is very new and exciting. I still have no work, but I do have a car now! Well, actually I don't. We have Eric's car back, but I am now insured on it. Apparently it's news to everyone that I have a license though. I got it two days before we left for Halifax in April, but I guess I forgot to tell everyone.
To be honest, I haven't really had much to blog about lately anyway. It has been really nice and fun to be home and seeing family and my niece and nephew again, but we don't do much out of the ordinary. Here are some photos I've taken in the last week or so that will give you a taste of everyday Persson family fun.

 When I first got home from Halifax, Eric and I were like newly weds for a few days and couldn't get enough of each other. Then we were like newly weds and had a big fight, one of the biggest in a while. When Eric and I fight, we normally just go a certain number of time (days or hours) without speaking and then we have a quick talk and get over it. We've only had a hand full of these angry raise our voices fights. I think we're both just feeling the pressure of being home and being in his parents' house again. It brings back old memories of some really hard times. We're doing better now, and these are the better moments. 

(1) I saw this at 11:11 in the car and my wish was that Eric was with me in the car.

(2) We drove the girls to a dance and got to see some of Calgary on the way. Then went on a late night slushie and kit-kat run.

(3) I settled us in to our room downstairs and moved all the furniture around any everything. I found this and I got him all by myself, because I knew Eric would be proud. 

(4) We went on an Ikea date, and got frozen yogurt cones (our favourites). On this date we tried to pick out things for our make believe house and hardly agreed on a thing. Eric did grant me permission and full rein of our first apartment though. It will be my project and my pride until we buy a house and he starts to get a big say in things.

 Bonding with my nephew Max one day, when it was just him and I at home.

(1) Watching the Olympics. I actually got him to sit and watch with me for like 30mins.

(2) Playing Dominoes. The best part was hearing him say Dominoes.

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I've been trying hard to take more pictures lately, and to get used to pulling out my camera and having it on me. I'm getting really excited about taking this photography class, and trying to get used to the idea of being a photographer, even if it just turns out to be mommy photography. I was really good right before I left Halifax, and then when I first got here. But, like my blogging, I've started slacking a little bit. This was the best day, and most worthy of my lense anyway, so I'm glad I got it out. I love these boys. They are my favourite parts about being home. I'm glad I captured the fun. Side note: you do not know how hard it is to hold a camera and a bottle of bubbles at the same time, trying to use both effectively without them crossing paths, and keeping an almost two year old boy entertained and spontaneous (not camera focused). It sure is fun though.

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I really am enjoying being home in Calgary, but there are certain things I will miss about home. I miss my family, and seeing them as often as I want (not that I want to move back in with them). I am finding it hard, this time around, to be under my in-laws' roof. I had baby fever for the longest time this summer. All I wanted, all the time, was a new baby for Eric and I. I wanted to start our family as soon as I possibly could. I prayed about it and wondered what I should do about it, and the answer came to me living here. It's 100% true that I want Eric and I to have babies and that I want to start our family, but it switched from baby fever to new home fever. Eric and I need a home to call our own before we have babies to fill it with. I have home decor and apartment hunting fever now. It's a tough thing to want right now, because it's hard enough living here without desperately wanting a new place more than ever. Eric and I have not really had our first home yet. Each place we've lived, we've known will be temporary. I want a place that we know will last at least a year, maybe even longer. I want a place we live in long enough to get pictures of us up on the wall, and I want that place to be ours, and not our parents' (either of them).