A lot of people have commented on how challenging it must be to work on such a major fixer-upper while raising children simultaneously. Yep, it really is sometimes.
First of all, let me say that if we had been shopping for a home with our offspring already in tow, I don't think I would have even considered living here. After a b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l wedding, we were hoping for a baby for over two and a half years but true to Evelyn's personality, she decided to take her sweet time. We had no idea when we'd be able to have children so I found a full time position with Iowa State University where Jack was attending school and we dove wholeheartedly into renovations. It was a good thing too--a month after closing on the house, I found out I was pregnant. That certainly gave us a strict timeline.
I also subscribe to Abigail Van Buren's theory: If you want children to keep their feet on the ground, put some responsibility on their shoulders. I desire that my children will be dependable, hardworking, unafraid of sweat and getting dirty. How else will they learn unless I give them the chance? There's plenty of things for them to help me with, even if they only think they're helping. As long as the tools aren't sharp, the noise isn't deafening and there are no noxious fumes, I enjoy their assistance.