The Epic Move - Part 3

The kiddos played with all their friends . . . one more time.
Phoebe and Raina planned and executed a magnificent evening ice cream social/farewell party for my fam and Nancy's fam since our families both moved to Utah on the same day.
It was a little unreal seeing the entire contents of our home in the parking lot. We barely squeezed it all in to a 26 foot truck . . . .
Mostly thanks to Michael and Justin's meticulous game of tetris inside the cargo hold. These two always amaze me at what they can pack into a small space.
We slept on the floor that night, and Justin and Lanie met us bright and early the next morning to caravan down to the motherland. It made our hard goodbye a little easier to have them visit Utah for a couple of weeks before they had to journey back to Portland.

Couldn't have done this nutso move without them. Little did Justin know, soon after helping us to pack and unpack this beast, he'd be helping to move everything out of the flooded basement of Michael and Stuart's office . . .
Early morning farewell to the blonde neighbors
I'm pretty sure this is how everyone else in the neighborhood will remember us though . . .
Phoebe handed me a mix CD entitled "So Long, Farewell" as I climbed into the Odyssey. The first song was "Please Girl, Don't Go" by NKOTB, and I pretty much cried all the way out of the valley. We were happy to finally be on our way, but heartbroken we couldn't take everyone with us.

The Epic Move: Part 1

Reading this was only the first time I almost cried . . .
Here is where I really got good and teary.
We sent T to the motherland a week early with Michael's parents and Dora our Explorer.
And he had to say good bye to the little blonde neighbor girl, who he has played with practically every day since they were born.
My heart is breaking into pieces just looking at these pictures. Fortunately the little blonde neighbor girl has assured us that her family will be moving to Utah in the very near future. She just needs to convince her parents first.

After we said good-bye to Thomas, we said hello to Brianna, who flew in to Portland to be my baby nanny for the week. "Nanny Annie" is her new nickname. She was every level of awesome, though I think she has decided against having twins for herself.

I know I'm pretty behind on the old bloggity, but that will have to do for now. I'm only on the computer to take a break from all the paint fumes I've been inhaling. The twins' room is almost done. Now to tackle the rest of the house!

Moved!

Still settling in . . .

The move actually went quite well, though Comcast accidentally issued our new home phone number to someone else, so now I have to re-notify everyone. Sigh.

The basement in the office of Michael's new shared practice flooded Sunday night due to a broken sprinkler pipe. A lot of extra work we didn't plan on, but it's almost cleaned up.

I LOVE our new house. There is just a little issue with vinyl lettering that we can't get off the walls. The yard is amazing. I tried weeding this morning, but I'm not sure if I'm pulling something I shouldn't. Help!

A little girl came over and knocked on our door yesterday and very shyly said "I heard there is a girl here who is seven years old?" They played all afternoon and are already fast friends.

It may seem hard to believe, but this is the most overwhelmed I've felt in the past six months. I'm including the insane month after my father's heart attack, the chaos when the twins were born, and all the effort put into boxing up our house in Oregon. There is entirely too much to do and not enough hours in the day to do it all.

Still haven't managed to find the time to go buy a washer/dryer set. Our laundry room is beginning to smell like a swamp and I've been wearing the same bra for three days (don't tell anybody).

We live next door to the two most immaculate lawns in the entire city. I don't know how we'll keep up! Maybe it would help if we bought a lawnmower?

One of my favorite happy surprises upon moving in was a giant thriving strawberry patch in the backyard. Thomas has eaten his fill daily.

Breathe . . .

Piano Lessons and Recitals

School Talent Shows

Musicals

End of The School Year and its Many Ceremonies

Gymnastics

Class Parties

Re-enacting The Oregon Trail

Graduation Dinners

Dentist and Doctor's Appointments (gotta squeeze 'em all in before we start a new deductible!)

Scouts

Mortgage Papers

Licensure Papers

Multiple Father/Child Campouts

Spring Field Trips

Packing

Moving

Crying Babies

Mountains and Mountains of Laundry

Trying to Track Down MULTIPLE lost deliveries from FedEx and UPS

Birthdays

Changing So Many Diapers I Subscribed to a Regular Delivery From Amazon (BTW, check out AmazonMom with free Amazon Prime, you'll thank me.)

Thank goodness I opted out of spring swimming, soccer and cello.

I'd rather be busy than bored, but I'm so desperate to go running it hurts . . . if I could only get away for a few minutes . . .