I made a post couple days ago about us finding a place since Ive been pregnant and nothing working out, well - Sunday is our 7th anniversary - my husband called me earlier today and told me to get myself and the kid ready so we can go on a date, so we go out and he's asking all these weird questions about what I want in a house etc etc... Then he tells me he got me the house I fell in love with that we walked a few weeks back, this whole time I thought we didn't get approved, but we did! O. M. G! I'm so fucking excited! We move in September 1st. My cub gets his own room and we get to stop living out of boxes.