April 2, 2013

  When we first moved to Michigan, we didn't have a house yet.  We lived in an apartment for the first three months.  I'm sorry to say that this is the only picture I have of us at the apartment.  Here the girls are enjoying popsicles on the balcony.  
  Things I remember about the apartment:
1.  The guy below us playing really loud music every time Jeff had to sleep during the day from working all night.  It was like he had Jeff's work schedule and did it just to annoy him.
2.  Being nearly the only ones to ever use the swimming pool.  It was awesome and we used it any day that was warm enough.
3.  Carrying dang groceries up the dang stairs while being seven dang months pregnant.
4.  Walking forever to the bus stop for Shelbi's preschool.
5.  Feeling really rich because we were finally getting a pay check and our monthly rent was less than in New Jersey.  I felt especially spoiled because we could now afford ice cream sandwiches and already-grated cheese.