"My new home..."

We have moved a lot. Noah came into this world in Rexburg. And then when he was four months old, Adam had an internship in the Seattle area. So, we packed up and moved in with his parents for the summer. Then we packed up and came back to Rexburg into a different apartment. We were there for a year and then graduated from BYUI, Macie was born and Adam was hired by a company in California. We moved to Torrance, CA. Eight months after that we decided that we need to find someplace cheaper. It's expensive out here in California! So, we moved to Lawndale. I don't like admitting it, but that's where we lived. Kind of ghetto, really. But, we were only there for 6 weeks before we made yet ANOTHER move to Palmdale, CA. We were there for a whole year, shocking, huh? And now we're in Santa Maria. Noah has lived in a few different places. Macie, too!
And the reason for this information? Well, Noah just told me that he likes his "new home". He had a really rough time when we moved here. He started throwing these terrible tantrums. We thought he was over it, and then it started again. He told us that this wasn't his house. It was Mommy and Daddy's house, but not Noah's. Noah's was gone. It was with his friends. He had some really good friends in Palmdale. He's at the age where he's starting to build friendships, and actually play with other kids. And he loved his "Church boys", as he called them. In his Sunbeam class at church there were 5 boys. No girls. Just the 5 boys. He loved it. Unfortunately our ward split shortly after, but we still had contact with most of the boys in the class. He loved his Palmdale friends. His favorites were Michael and Noah. They were older than him, but he loved them. In fact, he told me just the other day that Michael and Noah were his heroes. I think they are 8 and 6 (almost 7). Noah seems to like the older boys better for some reason!
But, Noah finally likes his new home. He told me this, and then went on and on about the things he liked about his new home. He says that it's big, and he likes the grass, and the carpet, his pirate stuff, his toy room, his tv, and the list goes on. I'm glad he likes his new home. We really like it, too. It took him a while, but he finally came to grips with it! We may be here for a while, so he probably should like it! He's a funny little boy. We love you, Noah!