Basic's don't change!

So we have been here about 3 weeks now! It is hard to believe it has only been 3 weeks. My posts have been on the storms, which I love, the traveling we have done and the parks we have gone to. Mostly they have been the bright side. The reality is that though our residence is different, the scheme of things is really not.
The kids get up a half hour later then back home, but as soon as Deven is out of bed he wants breakfast! Dylan takes a half hour more to really wake up and as soon as you have gotten out of the kitchen finally and sat down or started another project that is when Dylan wants his breakfast. It could be 2 hours from when he wakes up just as long as you have finished Deven's breakfast and are doing something else.
The moment we leave the room the boys start running and stomping around. The whole time we lived in Highland we tried to get the boys to not run or stomp in the apartment, even though no one lived directly beneath us, the downstairs apartment next to us could still feel the vibrations. Here the whole house shakes and the noise of stomping and running feet is deafening!
We still struggle with the brother dynamic and the fact that as my clone, Dylan needs to have control of every situation and thinks mommy knows absolutely nothing!!!!
We have more opportunity to go outside, though I find we haven't gotten into the habit of taking it yet. A lot of my day is fighting with the boys to get them to listen and taking privileges away. You know, the normal day of a mom no matter where she lives!
Dylan is not adjusting as easily as the rest of us. He has a very long memory. I am not sure where he gets it from, Tim and I can't remember last week and Dylan remembers tiny details from 3 years ago. He misses his home and his bed. He misses his Omi and all the things he knows. His comfort zone is in familiarity. This is hard on him. Just like when we moved back into the Highland apartment, he gets sad at night and misses his daddy. We have been calling Tim at work in the evenings before bed. There has been more disciplining for Dylan but also a lot more cuddling and reassurance.
Deven is a whole other story. He came, he saw, he adapted. You would never know he lived anywhere else. He is getting in trouble about the same amount here as he was back home and for the same things. Dylan is just outright defiant in a lot more ways. Deven can entertain himself and only needs to know we are somewhere in the house.
Tim goes to work, I stay at home.I try to make home fun for the boys and most days feel like I fail miserably, but on the other hand I can look out the window at a grove of beautiful trees, or sit on the patio in the evenings and rejoice in the sights and sounds that surround me. I can walk down the street and make eye contact with the neighbors and the people in the grocery store smile more often. There area a lot of things to get used to but I have learned to follow someone else's lead or to ask.
The hardest part about being here is not having our own home. Trying to be quiet because everyone is sleeping or never knowing who is making dinner and when dinner will be ready. Shannon got a job so I know now that I can take a shower in the morning and I won't be in someones way while they are cleaning or keep them from what they need to do because they need the bathroom and I am already in there. A place of our own would be really nice and hopefully soon we will make that happen.
So all in all, though Dylan is a bit off, we have settled down into the routine we call family life. We still love each other and we still have our days, but we found our routine and have gotten down to the business of growing together.
Somethings, thankfully, don't change.