What happens in two weeks with no phone and no internet

We have been in our new home for two weeks.  At first it was very nice having no phone or internet.  I entertained illusions of prairie life thinking about Laura Ingalls and Ma and Pa and how they got along just fine without blogspot.
Since we last spoke:

I emptied boxes,

purged toys,

organized an AWESOME kid closet right off the laundry room,

the gremlin turned 3 years old,

the twins turned 9 months old,

the twins learned to pull up to stand,

and they learned how to get into e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g.

Pookie found out he did NOT know how to get home from school to our new home.

The school office found out how I felt about them NOT passing on the message to my child to wait for their ride.

Bun learned to slide down the fireman pole at the playground.

Bun decided after watching the many MANY trucks driving up and down our street, that he definitely wants to be a builder when he grows up.

Gabbers tie-dyed her first shirt at Girl Scouts. 

My baby sister had her fifth child!

My wonderful friend Connie had another sweet baby girl on the very same day.

We have had dozens of swallows trying to build nests on our front and back porch.

We have a teeny-tiny backyard. 

We have a nice new playground very close to our home.  I can see it from my kitchen window.

I'm all done with morning sickness.  :)

I have 300 and something unread posts in my reader.  I have missed you all very much.

Now I better go because I think my gremlin might get us kicked out of the library.