Family Life in Missouri

Here are a few scenes from our everyday life here in Missouri.

This is our LITTLE apartment.
This is our living area. The table, chairs and curtain are courtesy of the previous tenant.
Our kids all share a bedroom and a bed (two twin air mattresses hooked together with a king sheet). As you can imagine, it takes them forever to go to sleep at night.
This is our bedroom, which we end up sharing with Benjamin at some point every night.
These are the disgusting sinks, which never drain. They have to be scrubbed constantly, because any water you run in them sits there for hours and hours and brings up all kinds of foul things from the drain. We have poured several bottles of Drano down them, but it hasn't helped much in the kitchen. The bathroom sink at least takes a while to fill up now. The water smells like sulphur, which makes showering quite the experience. If you close your eyes you could imagine you were in Yellowstone. It is absolutely undrinkable. Seriously, it makes us all gag - even Alan - so we buy bottled water. I haven't had a problem with the water in any other towns or cities around here, so I don't know what is up here in Clarksville.
Benjamin got a lovely goose egg on his forehead when he ran into a wall. There isn't quite as much room to run and play in this apartment as there is at home, and when there are heat advisories given we just stay here in the air conditioning until evening. (It doesn't cool down, but at least the sun isn't beating on you)
So, we bought a few clearance toys to play with since we didn't bring any with us.
One of the evening activites we have tried is miniature golfing.
We had a lot of fun, even though there were lots of mosquitos. (They are HUGE here! Scary big!) There were rabbits running wild all over the course and the kids enjoyed chasing them around. The kids also like to ride their scooters at night. (We hauled them all the way across country, and it sure helps them burn off energy after being inside all day)

I have not taken any pictures of cockroaches, but they have become part of our daily life. We have sprayed and set out traps, but they still show up. Leilani actually woke up one morning with one in bed with her. It was understandably a bit traumatizing. (It is a good thing I haven't seen one in my bed, in my suitcases or on me, or we would have been out of here a long time ago. Icky!!!!) We have a routine down of the kids yelling, mom getting a broom and dust pan, chasing the stupid bug down, sweeping it into the pan and running for the front door while yelling for someone to open it and then flinging the bug outside. (If someone videoed this I am sure it would win America's Funniest Home videos, but I don't feel very funny while doing it) I am sure the bug crawls right back inside, but it makes us all feel better. I tried flushing one once, but it took five flushings to get the thing to go down and stay down. I tried to step on one, but you hear a crunch and then the thing keeps on running. So, flinging works for us. I can't wait until my kids share these memories with their own kids. I'm sure we will all laugh about it someday.