Happy Anniversary!

Happy 4th Anniversary to my wonderful husband! This might not be the greatest anniversary ever, but I love you as much as always. Thanks for being such a wonderful father and spouse. I love you!

Just a tidbit

I've had the weekend to really take in the whole situation and just wanted to give you all a quick update on how we're doing.

I'm feeling much more normal than I ever thought was possible right now. I feel stronger, and while I did cry a bit at church this morning, I'm not sobbing hysterically every time I think about it. Provided John can find work within six months (unemployment lasts for six months, currently), we should be able to do just fine with a little extra careful financial planning. I have already tripled my schedule at work for this week, and I am very grateful to the two girls who have offered me some of their shifts.
Obviously, we can't buy a house while in this situation, so that has been put on hold for now. We plan to sign a six-month lease with our current apartment complex in the hopes that we be back on the market for a home by the end of that time. The hardest part so far is letting go of the visions that I had for us in the home that we had chosen. If we're meant to have that home, it will still be on the market when we are ready again. And if not, there's something else out there for us.

I am a little surprised at how quickly John and I have switched roles. I'm suddenly working more and more and he's doing laundry and cooking. I think Nathan is a little confused, but Aiden just goes with the flow like he always has.

Well, I worked all day and then came home and cleaned a bit and helped out with laundry, and now it's after midnight. I'm quite tired. John has his first day of taking Aiden to and from preschool tomorrow and for some reason, I'm a little nervous. Go figure. I know I'll be quite tired once I work another full day again tomorrow, but then I have three days off and it will be very much needed to rest up, especially since I'm still recovering from being deathly ill with the flu for most of last week.

We appreciate all the kind words and prayers being sent our way. Obviously, this is going to be a big part of our lives for a while, but I am feeling stronger every day and for that, I am extremely thankful.

Beginning to cope

I didn't sleep much last night. I think it was 4am before I fell asleep at all. My head hurt from all the crying and my neck so tense, I couldn't turn my head. John, however, fell promptly asleep and began snoring. I guess all the studies showing how women carry the majority of all family stress are actually true.

But I woke up this morning, took a shower, got dressed and ready, and headed over to work to speak with my boss. I wasn't scheduled at all today, but I wanted to speak to her right away about getting as many hours as possible. Of course, my timing was awful and I showed up during the big inspection by the district manager and the head of corporate marketing or whatever he is. I was introduced and they were very nice men and they asked if I was enjoying my job. I told them yes, I liked it very much and I felt like I was learning things quickly. I was able to get a few minutes in the back with my manager and told her the news. She thought I was quitting at first, and was about to cry, so I think the news actually relieved her a little. But she was very upset for me and told me she would work on the schedule for next week. As I left, I shook hands with the big bosses again and they asked inquisitively, "We will be working with you in the future, right?". I think they thought I was quitting too.

This afternoon, we called our real estate agent and requested to withdraw our offer for the house. He emailed over an addendum to our offer contract for us to sign, stating that we were withdrawing the offer. John signed it and handed it over to me and my goodness, I had to work up everything I could to sign that paper. There was actual physical pain in my stomach as I signed away our offer for that house. It felt like giving up and I cried.

I've gone through strange feelings today. At times, I feel like it's no problem and we can get through it with a little rearranging of our finances. And then, I'll wonder what will happen if John can't find a job within the six months that unemployment payments cover. And that's when the tears and panicking start all over.

I have gotten angry over it and I've asked God why. Why us? Why now? I'm sure I'll go over these feelings again and again over the next....well, who knows how long it might be. For now, we've gotten through our first day and that's a big step.

Just a number

If you're one of the lucky people to whom the unemployment numbers are just that....numbers, then feel free to add John to that list of nameless numbers. He was laid off today.

He waited to tell me until after I got home from work, which was probably the best thing since I spent a good half hour crying more than I have in months. It was the type of cry where as soon as I thought I couldn't cry any more, I'd think about what it all meant and I'd start up again.

Obviously, this puts our home buying plans on hold, which kills me. And now, I'm thinking about how we can pay our rent, pay our bills, feed our children, everything that you need money in order to do. Thankfully, I do have a job and while it pays only minimum wage, I should be able to go full time or at least as close to full time as possible.

I'm numb. And even though I've spent the last two hours crying off and on, I don't think it's really hit me. I should be thankful that the kids are young enough that they won't remember this or really know what's going on. We can keep Aiden in school through the end of the school year, which is great. I would hate to have to take that away from him. Hopefully the unemployment will be short lived enough that we can keep his spot in his class for next year.

I am desperately trying to remember that I can find strength in the Lord, but I'm not doing so well. I feel very weak and at times, I can barely breathe. Hopefully this is just the initial hit of the news and I won't feel like this constantly.

I really have nothing else to say. I'm exhausted and emotionally depleted, but I had to get this out there. It's like talking to someone when it's too late to call anyone. We'll get through this.

A double whammy

I may have mentioned about two weeks ago that I took Nathan in to the pediatrician because he'd had a massively runny nose for 6-8 weeks. Turned out he had an ear infection (plus pus!) in one ear, so we were given a prescription for amoxicillin and we went on our way.

Well, 3-4 days into the antibiotic, his nose cleared up. I was so happy!! Nearly two months of a runny nose will really make you hate snot. Then, on the last day of his dosing schedule, his nose stuffed up again and was just as runny as before. I figured I'd give it a few days, but he developed a really bad cough and was beginning to get fevers whenever he slept. So, we headed back to the pediatrician this afternoon.
Our wonderful pediatrician is just so fantastic with Nathan (thank you again, Hannah!) and Nathan really likes him, so the exams are pretty easy for everyone involved. He checked his ears again and found that the ear infection hadn't gone away at all and was now in BOTH ears, along with lots more pus. There's also the whole respiratory thing going on now, and the fever....so we have to watch him carefully. He gave us another antibiotic, but this one is supposed to be stronger and work much faster than the amoxicillin. Hopefully, we'll see improvement within 48 hours.

I would love to have him get better. I'm beginning to feel like I'm doing something wrong because he just keeps getting worse. Sleep has been hard to get over the past few nights since he began coughing so much. I was up until 2am, just listening to him cough and cough. I went in his room a few times to see if I could make him more comfortable, but there's not much I can do. And of course, John is now sick and his congestion takes his normal snoring to the next level. I spent most of the night on the couch and when I couldn't get comfortable on the couch any longer, I went back to bed wearing ear plugs. John thought it was super funny when he woke up to that this morning, but I was sore and exhausted (our couch is NOT comfy!) and didn't think it was that hilarious.

On the bright side, I have the day off tomorrow and am planning on spending the entire day at home (Lord willing). I am going to make myself very happy and do lots and lots of organizing. I also have some cute kid things to share, so hopefully I'll be able to write those up on here tomorrow. Let's hope I can get some sleep tonight to make tomorrow even better!

Today's Recap

Well, it didn't feel like much of a day off after all. I am extremely happy that I didn't have to go into work, but I'm totally pooped.

Nathan flipped out when I handed him to the baby sitter. Poor kid. He can't seem to get a full day with mommy. We started out alright in Aiden's class, but he quickly began acting like a full-blown three year old. The really nice thing was that ALL the little boys were acting like three year olds! I had to take a Tylenol break halfway through the day. I also didn't get to eat anything all day besides the small snack we gave the class. The kids absolutely destroyed the classroom and I was the only scheduled parent helper today, so cleaning up took close to an hour. Once I was finally finished, I rushed out to get Nathan and then headed quickly to the meeting with the realtor. I was 15 minutes late, but John was already there, so it's not like the agent was just sitting around waiting.

We met at the house we're interested in, just to take another look at it and make sure there wasn't something we'd missed or anything we wanted to add to the offer as a requirement for purchasing. Aiden decided on "his" room, so I guess he likes the place. :^)

Once we were done there, we all went back to the real estate office to put together the offer. The agent was great and had toys and coloring books for the kids. And coffee for me. It took about an hour and a half and the boys weren't the easiest to deal with, but we made it through with minimal complaining. I'm afraid we didn't seem very excited about putting an offer down. John has a horrible chest cold (and has already called out of work for tomorrow), I was exhausted and starving, Nathan doesn't feel well (we think the ear infection may have rejected the antibiotics), and Aiden was acting like he had all day. Once we were finished, John and I gave in and did the fast food thing for dinner. It was 7pm at that point and I hadn't eaten a full meal all day.

So the offer is in and now we wait. We could hear something within a few days or we could never hear a word. It is ultimately up to the bank that is in charge of the sale (it's a short sale) and they could decide to just not respond and let it go to auction. The auction date is April 10, so we will know by then. Part of me is pretty convinced they're not going to accept our offer, as it's pretty below what they were asking. We did offer current fair market value for it, but that might not mean anything to them. Short sales are horribly complicated and are known to be extremely frustrating for anyone putting an offer down. There are so many short sales out there right now though, it's going to be hard to find a home in our price range that isn't a short sale.

I will try to be as patient as I can. One thing I've always had a problem with (and I've said this many times before) is learning how to let go and leave it to God. I cannot control what the bank decides and I will have to wait for our answer. If we are meant to have this place as our home, it will happen. And if we're not meant to be there, then it won't happen. I'm not saying I won't feel disappointed or even angry, but I can use this to continue learning on how to leave it all to God.

I will certainly update when I hear something about our offer. Thank you for the continued prayer on this huge step that we're taking.

A Day Off

Or is it?

I don't want to sound negative about it. I know many people are dealing with unemployment right now and I am unbelievably grateful to have a steady job. I guess even when the economy is down, people still need shoes, right?

Tomorrow is my first day off since last Tuesday. And boy, do I really need a day off. I work again on Thursday, but then do have Friday off (which will be spent watching a friend on Jeopardy! - so if you watch Jeopardy on Friday, root for Peter!). I am really looking forward to not working tomorrow, but as I got home tonight, I realized that I am scheduled to parent-help in Aiden's class tomorrow and provide their mini-meal (snack) for them. Which meant I had to go back out to the store. Which also means that my day off won't feel much like a day off, because parent-helping is actually quite stressful. Nathan will be upset because I'll drop him off at the sitter's and Aiden will be upset because I won't leave his class (he can't stand me being there). Right after parent helping, I will spend 30-40 minutes helping to clean up, then I will rush to go pick up Nathan and attempt to get to the meeting with our real estate agent in time.

Which brings me to another point: Home buying is insane. I felt so discouraged today and I'm not feeling much better at the moment. I realize that any response is possible when putting in an offer, but I feel so overwhelmed with everything at the moment, I'm having trouble dealing with the thought of rejection. We are meeting at the home we are interested in and part of me doesn't want to see it again. I feel like I'll just be reminded of how fantastic I think it is and I'll just get upset again thinking of possible (and what feels like inevitable) rejection. There's a long story behind the inevitable rejection, so I'm not just trying to bring the whole thing down. I will explain at some point; just not tonight.

John keeps asking me if I'm handling everything alright and I feel like I'm really trying, but it gets quite difficult a lot of the time. I've been working 20 hour weeks, which might not seem like a lot, but when you have two little boys, it's very difficult. I saw my schedule for next week and I'm scheduled for 26 hours. We are short on people at the moment, so it won't be this way forever, but I can't help feeling a bit of dread going into next week. Apparently, my schedule was shortened to 26 after one of the girls reminded the manager that working has been hard on me and I probably wouldn't want to do a 30 hour week. Thank you, Cari! (Yes, I work with a same-name gal....I guess I can't escape it!)

I wish I could focus on the fact that I don't have to go into work tomorrow evening. And once we get home from school and the meeting with the agent, I'm sure I'll be VERY happy that I get to stick around and spend the evening with my family. It's just that right now, I'm not looking forward to tomorrow and my mind races ahead towards next week's madness. I struggle with feeling grateful for everything I have right now. But really, I don't dislike the way things are going....I would just REALLY enjoy a day with no kids and no work to sleep for as long as I please. And speaking of sleep, I'll head off to bed. :^)

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

My little Irish self would like to wish everyone a wonderful St. Patty's Day! And if you forgot to wear green, hopefully the leprechaun's pinch won't hurt too much. :^)

The next step

I heard from our real estate agent this afternoon and at the time, I was feeling a little discouraged about the home we had viewed, so I wasn't expecting good news.

The bank decided to push the auction date to mid-April, so the home is still on the market. There were a few other calls about it from other home buyers over the weekend, but no offers yet. So his recommendation to us was this: If you want it, we need to get an offer in right away.
So I called John to see what his opinion of the home was and if that was something he wanted to do. I already knew that I loved it and was interested in taking it to the next step, but obviously I'm not going to make that kind of decision without making sure my husband feels the same way. Luckily for me, he does feel the same way.

So we're putting an offer on a house! I'm scared and excited and I have no idea what to expect. Obviously, a better offer could stomp all over ours and we're back to square one, but I'll deal with that if and when it happens. Since it is a short sale, it could take a while to hear back about our offer, but the good thing is that they will decide before the auction date in April, so we know that we'll know by then. I can wait a month to find out, right? :^/

Anyway, I just wanted to give a quick update to all of you before I go get ready for work. Thanks for all the prayers!!

Oh, how complicated things can be!

I feel like my days are taking twice as long as they should. I'm still working a lot, and that's fine, but I'm exhausted in every way possible. I got home from work last night to find John already in bed, so there went any time I wanted to spend with him. The boys have begun to act out a little bit (I'm assuming from having me gone so often) and Nathan appears to have memorized all my work outfits, as any time I put an article of clothing on from one of those outfits, he begins screaming and attaches himself to my leg. I try to spend as much time as possible with them though. Of course, the housework is suffering because of this. I hate having to decide whether to do a load of dishes or spend a little time with my kids. Obviously, I'm going to choose the kids more often than the dishes, but if I do that too often, the kitchen begins to smell and we run out of silverware.

We went house hunting on Friday with our agent and it was an interesting experience. Most homes we viewed were short sales (basically a bank term for pre-foreclosure). Some of them were occupied (but not home at the time of the viewing), and it was actually a little sad. To walk around these homes and see pictures of these families who were losing their homes... Obviously, I don't know the whole story on all them and maybe they got in over their head with the payments or maybe they were just unlucky and lost their jobs. In any case, it was an interesting position to be in to be able to put faces to just a few families facing foreclosure.

The first two houses, I didn't like at all. The third, I really liked, but it had no backyard. I was a little disappointed by this time, and wasn't holding out too much hope for the remaining two houses on the list. We got to the fourth and had a little trouble getting in, but once we were inside, I was very pleased. It was gorgeous. Aiden loved the backyard and I don't think there was a single thing I hated about the home. We were definitely interested and told our agent to find out everything about it.

Fast forward to today: I'm trying to keep a level head about it and know that if it's meant to be ours, it will be. And if not, there will be others out there. I get home from another 8 hour shift and John tells me that the agent called and apparently, the home went to auction on Thursday (that would explain the lack of a For Sale sign in the front yard!). We don't know all the details yet, but he believes it was bought by a bank. If that's the case, they could be extremely happy to have an immediate buyer. On the other hand, banks can be a little tricky to work with and could be very stingy with letting it go. We probably won't know until Monday at the very earliest.

So, that's my update. We would definitely appreciate some prayer for a few things. Regarding this home that we're interested in, the bank that we are working with on a mortgage, and for our general mental well-being during all of this. I was feeling a little overwhelmed this morning and when I got in the car to go to work, it all got to be a little too much and I cried for half the drive to work. I haven't been sleeping or eating well at all and it's beginning to wear on me. John seems to be doing fine with all of it, but then again, he's not much for talking about his feelings. :^)

I will make sure to write again once we know what we're up against.

The big decision revealed!

I finally feel ready to talk about this, as it is actually getting serious now. Some might roll their eyes at the build-up to this, but in my mind, it's a huge step in our lives and it required tons of prayer, research, and good old fashioned thinking.

We are house shopping.

It began when we received our lease renewal notice from our management company and, due to regular inflation, the rent cost had gone up. It got me thinking that it might be pretty darn comparable to a small mortgage payment. After doing some research about the size of home we'd be looking at, the typical cost of that size house, and the current mortgage rates, it turned out that I was right. I did a little more searching on homes in the area, saw a few that I was interested in, and put an informative email out to a realtor. To make a long story short, within one week, we had spoken with the realtor, gotten some more information on houses in the area, met with the realtor, and gotten pre-approved for a home loan.

After going through the initial housing report of 54 homes that the realtor sent us, we have narrowed it down to a mere ten homes that we are interested in viewing. We are meeting with the realtor tomorrow (Friday - it doesn't quite feel like tomorrow as I'm writing this at 12:30am on Thursday) to view six of those homes.

While this is definitely exciting, I'm feeling more overwhelmed and nervous than anything else. It's a HUGE purchase. I'm trying to keep everything in perspective right now, but it's hard not to feel scared pantsless. This isn't like finding an apartment, where if you decide you hate it after a few months, you can leave and find another place. This is a home we plan to spend a minimum of five years living in. That's why I need to keep myself from feeling rushed into buying a home. Just because we only have a list of 10 houses, doesn't mean we HAVE to buy one of them. If we need to wait until the perfect house for us comes on the market, so be it. But at the same time, it would be utterly amazing and wonderful if we fell in love with a home on Friday.

It's mind boggling to think that in just two weeks, this has gone from simple curiosity about mortgage payments to actually looking for a house. I'm so overwhelmed at times, I feel like crying, but I really do believe that it's in our best interest. The boys need a backyard where they don't have to worry about someone not picking up after their dog (which happens way too often around our complex). We're slowly growing out of our apartment. Over the past month, I'd been wondering why it was getting increasingly difficult to keep the place clean. The space just isn't working as well as it used to. Nathan is bigger and they are both more active. It's funny to say that we're growing out of a place when there as just as many of us as there was when we moved in, but it's the only way to describe it.

Well, that's it. The big decision. Maybe it doesn't seem so big to everyone else, but it's a little frightening for me and I had to weigh things carefully before I felt comfortable talking about it. Change is scary, I suppose. I'm sure I'll have lots to share after our house hunt on Friday. For now, I need to go to bed and rest. I am scheduled for an 8 hour shift tomorrow, which will be exhausting, but strangely enough, I'm more concerned about the kids. I drop them off at the babysitter's around noon, John will pick them up after he gets off work, and then I won't get home until after they are in bed. I'm going to miss them tomorrow. I just hope Nathan doesn't get too mad at me.

A crazy start to the week

Today was meant to be spent going to church and then heading down to Newberg for a fun afternoon with John's grandparents. We didn't end up making it to church, as I completely zonked from my long work week and couldn't get myself to wake up. I decided that it's a sign I'm working too much when my dreams are nothing but visualizing a shift. Any dream I had last night was like that! And nothing interesting happened in them either. I would clean up the shoes....help a customer....check on the status of a certain shoe for another store...help another customer....clean up the shoes again... Not cool.

We made it down to Newberg to have lunch with John's grandparents and as we were walking into the dining hall, my cell phone rang. It was work. Now, I was supposed to have today through Tuesday off, so I knew it wasn't that I had forgotten about being scheduled. So I left it alone and enjoyed my lunch. After lunch, we decided to take the boys to a park, so we all headed out to our cars to drive over there. As we were heading out to the cars, my phone rang again. I finally listened to the message and it was my manager, sounding very frazzled and upset, asking if I could PLEASE come in to help close, as the girl who was scheduled to help had just quit. Since that wasn't until later and she sounded very desperate, I decided we could get back to Hillsboro in time and said yes. We continued our fun at the park and after about an hour, it began to rain, so we loaded up the boys. Two huge temper tantrums later (words cannot describe it, so I won't try!), we were on our way home.

Once we got home, I grabbed my work pants and began to put them on. Nathan saw this and pooched his little bottom lip out at me. I continued to put on my work pants and Nathan burst into tears. Poor kid. I got him calmed down before I left, but it's obvious now that he is very aware of what those black dress pants mean.

I got to work and found out that the quitting had not happened gracefully, including shouting and cursing in front of customers, and the girl's mom showing up and threatening the manager. My poor manager was still pretty shaken and hadn't a meal break since opening, so I took over for a bit. We closed without any further incidents, although she called for a security escort out to our cars just in case.

It was a crazy, unexpected start to the week and while I had to give up one of my days off (after 6 days of working), I don't feel very stressed. I'm just quite tired still from last week and I am scheduled to parent help in Aiden's class tomorrow. While I don't work as many days this week as I did last week, I work one more hour than I did last week. Hopefully since it won't be broken up into so many days, I might be able to escape with minimal exhaustion, but that may be wishful thinking. At least I enjoy my workplace and my co-workers. Oh yes, a little update of sorts...I've learned things so quickly, I'm already getting advanced to the next level of getting to open and close the store by myself. After just six weeks! Normally it takes a few months, so my manager is pretty pleased that she can rely on me for that type of responsibility if needed. Yay for me!

Alright, off to bed. And don't worry, I haven't forgotten about updating on the big ol' decision I've been going on about. There's a little more talking that needs to be done, but it will be this week. I promise. :^)

A search

John is taking more than one class next term and I'm still working. So, it's looking like we're going to be in need of a babysitter one/two nights a week. Some weeks, it might turn out that I won't be scheduled that evening, but I never really know until the Saturday before. I thought this might be a good place to get the word out. Everyone knows someone....maybe the word could be put out there for me?

I'm looking for someone for Tuesday and/or Thursday evenings, roughly 5:30-9:30. It would be GREAT if they could come here to our place, just so the boys could be put in bed at their normal bedtime. That would give the babysitter about 1 - 1 1/2 hours to hang out and watch TV, play on the computer, whatever. I am willing to take the boys to someone else's place, but they would probably be a little harder for that person to deal with, as they would get tired and crabby from staying up a little later than normal. I, of course, would want to compensate the person and would work that out with them.

I say one or two nights because I realize that maybe someone can commit to one night, but not two. If needed, I can tell my boss that I am unavailable on one of those nights every week.

So if anyone knows anyone...I'd appreciate it. :^)

Exhausted

I am half way through a 6 day work week. It was only supposed to be a 5 day work week, but another store called and needed a shift covered, so I agreed. It's been quite challenging this week to keep myself lifted in spirits. I got home from work on Sunday right before the boys' bedtime, and then immediately needed to clean to make the place livable. It wasn't a problem, but as I finished, I nearly cried. It hit me that I had just spent my shift cleaning up after people and vacuuming. I then came home and did the exact same thing. At least I'm good at it.

Today is quite hard on John and I as a couple. He came home from work, I left for work, then came home, and he left to go back to work. They are apparently quite busy, but it doesn't leave much time for us to see each other. I work for the next two days, then have Friday off, but work again on Saturday. The boys have been very....active this week and I'm extremely tired. It doesn't help that there are a lot of emotional stresses right now.

One of the big decisions that we were discussing was about my job. An opportunity came up for me to go full time and we needed to consider it. Did I want to accept a full time schedule and arrange childcare with a lady from church? Or should I just stay part time and accept some extra shifts when needed? There was a lot to consider financially and emotionally. Part of me wanted to go ahead. I mean, the economy isn't great and if I have the chance to bring as much income into the family as possible, I should take that chance. But then a part of me wanted to decline. The boys are still so young and while Aiden is pretty independent, Nathan is very much a mommy's boy and has been having some trouble adjusting to me working. I spent many nights not sleeping because of this decision. I finally spoke to my boss yesterday and we discussed some options and I also got her feelings on the issue. In the end, I decided to stay part time, but will go a little heavy on the hours on weekends. So that's one decision down, but we still have the big one looming over us. I should be able to post about it by the weekend. There's nothing really preventing me from talking about it; it's just a personal decision.

Thanks for the prayers. We definitely still need them, so keep 'em coming! :^)

Plants!

Hello! Aiden's school is having it's fundraiser sale for the spring and it's a plant sale! Each family is asked to find $100 in orders from other friends and family, so I thought I'd reach out to all of you! Sadly though, this will need to be limited to those in the Oregon and Washington areas. The standard plant sale letter from Aiden's school is pasted below. If you have any questions, feel free to ask and we appreciate any orders (big or small!) that may come in. If you know anyone who might be interested in purchasing a plant, but doesn't read my blog, feel free to pass this along.
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Dear Friend,

My child attends school at Creative Children’s Center (CCC) in Beaverton. CCC is a parent participation program that uses fundraising to help financially support the school and keep tuition costs affordable for all. This spring we are selling plants to raise funds for facility improvements, educational equipment, materials, and playground development.

We are offering flats of annual and perennial plants, certified organic vegetables and herbs, geraniums, and an assortment of outdoor planters including large hanging baskets. These gorgeous plants are locally grown at New Leaf Greenhouse in Cornelius and are guaranteed to be healthy and free of pests. Since they have been raised in an Oregon climate, the plants will thrive when transplanted and grow beautifully.

Ordering:
Please find the attached order form. For those unfamiliar with the names of the plants, or who wish to see sample pictures, please log on to the greenhouse’s website at www.newleafgreenhouse.com.

Forms need to be returned to me by Friday, March 20th. Checks are to be made payable to Creative Children’s Center.
You may mail the form with your payment to my home at: NOTE: If interested, please email me and I'll email you my address and the order form to fill out and then mail to me, along with your payment.


Delivery:
Plants will be delivered to the school on Saturday, April 18th, and I will deliver the plants to you on: I'll work it out with each individual.

Thank you for your support! It is greatly appreciated!

Sincerely,

The Minthorne Family

And The Families of Creative Children’s Center