my little rant

This morning is the inspection on the house.  I am looking forward to seeing it again and taking some pictures! 
In other news...
Oh, wait, there is no other news.  My whole life is consumed with this house.  I will be glad when all is said and done.  Whether we get the house or not, I will just be happy when it is all over.  It has been a very stressful time.
Lately, Hilton has taken to saying the word, "poop" a lot.  He just thinks it is really funny, I guess.  He uses this word as a verb to describe any act.  He uses it as a noun to call something that is completely unrelated, "poop."  He even uses it as an adjective to describe something or someone.  At first I told him that I did not want to hear this out of his mouth.  It is inappropriate and I do not want him to have a potty mouth.  He thought this was hilarious.  (Potty-Poop: get it?)  Now I just try to ignore it.  It is like it has become part of his vocabulary.  He knows it is not a "bad" word...  so I can't go that route.  I know some of you are saying to yourselves that I need to put my foot down.  But I have decided to choose my battles and this is one battle that I am not going to go down for.
Caroline is becoming a little tweenager.  I daily hear about the girls she hates in class...  I have seen pictures of these girls and I am pretty sure I would hate them too...  But I don't want my daughter to be like me.  I want her to be the one everyone loves.  That loves everyone.  I want her to be so sweet and kind that no one can say a negative thing about her.  She has also been talking about boys.  One boy in particular that she likes.  She does not want me to tell Justin about this because she thinks he would freak out...  (he did.)  But I remember being in fourth grade and having a huge crush on Danny Murphy.  Nothing ever did come of that crush.  We did not date, kiss, marry or anything...  so I really am not concerned.  I guess Justin only knows what it is like to be a boy.  He has no idea how innocent little girls are in their crushes.  So he is a little more concerned than I.
Lorelai will not let me potty train her.  I give her tons of liquid and she just does not go to the bathroom.  She waits until I put a pull-up on her for naptime.  I don't think she does it on purpose.  I don't know.  And my heart is not really in it because I can't concentrate because all I think about is this house.
We have come full circle.  Yes...  it all comes back to the house.  Getting the house...  not getting the house.  Like I said, I can handle things either way.  I just want to know!  And I just found out I will be in my friend, Mary's ward if we do get it!!!   I LOVE Mary.  I would be totally excited to be in her ward.  She cracks me up and I would hope we could totally have fun together.   But if we stay here another year, I would be happy too.  I like our ward.  Even though it is the size of a small city.   I like our little community of town homes.  So I would be happy either way.
Now I must sign off for the morning.  I have to go make a second breakfast for Lorelai.  She wants a bagel now.  I just made her french toast!  Anyway...  that is the end of this rant.  I will post pictures of the house later.