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All Moved Out

We said goodbye to our house of 8 years yesterday.  My very sentimental Avery was having a hard time leaving, something about how this was the only home she ever knew, etc. One of these days, I'll post before and after pictures of all the changes that house saw, once I dig up the prints out of boxes. Yes, when we first moved in, we still had a film camera floating around.


Milo woke up bright and early on moving day along with everyone else. Although he wasn't too happy.  "I'm super angry." he said as he rolled around on the couch. When I asked why, he muttered, "Um, I, um, I don't know."  

 
These guys and gals got the truck loaded up in record time. 


 Ruby was in charge of supervising. She did a great job until she got shipped to Grandma's. This picture reminds me that I need to take the bottle away. She is a year old now and I'm not interested in having bottle wars with the new baby. 


Ruby and I enjoyed the evening on the deck of the new house after the dust settled while the kids dug in the dirt below us. Boxes can wait a few more days to unpack. 


Grandma and Hannah came over today to check out the new digs. My two adventurous children were willing to get sprayed by Grandma with the hose. The others stayed way back. 





 I haven't seen much of the kids since we moved in a little over 24 hours ago. They have been outside, only coming in to eat, and covered in dirt.  I suppose when you go from 0.11 acres to 1.4 acres, there's a bit more land to explore. 


And enough room for a game or two of cops and robbers.

Thank you, Dad, Mom, Hannah, Ben, Laurel, Dan, Ashley & Dustin for all the help!  

Now the countdown is on until baby boy joins us. I'm glad he waited until we got moved in. 

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