Well I might as well get the disappointing news out of the way so I can cheer us all up with the craziness afterward. Our house is no longer under contract. While the house inspectors were inspecting the house they found mold behind our bathroom shower (where the pipes are) and it scared our little first time home buyers away :( We had no idea it was back there, honestly! We got it taken care of right away but they still aren't interested in buying (I think the closer it got to closing on the deal the more scared they were so they looked for any excuse to back out). And if that wasn't fun enough, right after we got the mold taken care of Jaren noticed there was water leaking in the crawl space and so we called some plumbers and it turns out our main sewer pipe was backed up and also broken. Ya, that was fun news. What's next? The kitchen is going to overflow with mice??? So ya, one thing kept leading to another and now I just wish our house would collapse on itself and we could move away and never come back. I don't think we have a prayer of selling the house now.
But in the fun crazy news, while Jaren was cleaning out the crawl space (people have been leaving stuff down there for the past50 years so it had a lot of interesting things down there) he found a huge tin barrel that said "propellant explosive" on the side . . . and it wasn't empty! So we asked our neighbor who has lived here forever if we should open it and he casually mentioned that one of the former owners used to work for the Browning company, the people that make gun powder so then we thought hmmm... maybe we shouldn't open it after all. So we decided to call the Kaysville Police station to ask them what we should do. And they said, don't touch it!!! We will send some one over right away. Well, they didn't just send someONE they sent a fire truck, an ambulance, a policemen and a bomb squad member. My goodness! It was our own little block party! I was feeding Charlie some lunch at the time and they said just to be safe that we should leave the house. So I took Charlie up to my parents while Jaren stayed to watch the action. Everyone waited out front (including some curious neighbors) while the bomb squad guy walked back to open up the barrel And then the unthinkable happened. . .the entire house exploded!! Just kidding :) It would have been nice to get rid of the "crap house" as I like to call it now but no, we aren't that lucky. Instead the "explosives" were nothing more than well preserved wheat. That's right, wheat. Apparently gun powder barrels can also double for food storage containers. But of course the person who filled it with wheat didn't bother to paint over the label so it wouldn't be mistaken for something dangerous. (but this is pretty old wheat so who knows what could have happened.) So it was a pretty funny experience and we felt really bad for getting so many people involved (they told us we did the right thing by calling just in case it was something bad). But we still felt pretty stupid :) But it made for a very fun and adventurous afternoon, let me tell ya! So now we can say we have had the bomb squad come visit our house -- who wouldn't want to buy it now??
And now for something completely different, cute pictures of my sweet Charlie!
We were playing peek-a-boo and this is the sweet face I found under the blanket :)
Charlie's favorite thing to do after a bath is to be wrapped up in a towel with a duckie in his mouth -- works for me!

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