the big M
Moving. Oh boy. We got a call about an hour ago. We can move whenever we're ready. This weekend (after Sesame Street, of course) we will be embarking on the new chapter of our life (once again). A new house, a new job, a new community - everything new. I knew this was coming, of course. And yet I'm blindsided. I'm overwhelmed. I haven't gotten to say good-byes (hopefully I will this week at MOPS and church). Packing seems insurmountable. We've started on the things we won't need this week...but there's so much we do need yet. Moving is also going to be tricky with the kids. I've been telling Moose that we're moving again, we won't be living here, remember when we moved in that big yellow truck, etc. He doesn't seem to understand a lick of what I'm talking about. Squirt's already so temperamental, I hope this new environment doesn't throw him off even more. And let me just say I am so glad we haven't started potty training. Any...