24 hours, even spread out over 3 days, is too long to be driving in a car. I am soo glad my parents helped us with the move to help with the driving and entertain us all.I am now over my head in boxes.
We have too much stuff. I blame teaching school. I gathered and collected too many cool learning tools. And I blame our food storage. We did not want to leave it all behind and start over.We were quite the parade driving along--2 moving trucks, 1 car trailor, and 1 toyota highlander.
Washington is sure wet, but not as cold as Utah. And no snow! We had a nice neighbor bring us fruit and offer coffee. We appreciate the friendliness.We're excited to meet the rest of the neighbors and hope there are some little boys around!
My dad woke up at 6 this morning and organized the boxes in our garage. He has been nonstop helpful in sorting and unpacking boxes. My dad is the most caring, giving man.
My mom has been so supportive of me during all the stresses of moving and decision making. She endured a tour of my kitchen shelves and cabinets after we miracously got everything put away.
She has been a lifesaver with my boys.
Everybody needs good parents like these guys.
The house we are renting should work out great. Besides the all white walls and the handle coming off into my hand when I opened the microwave door, I can't complain much. It has the biggest master bedroom and kitchen we have ever had. That is a lovely thing.
For the next little bit, my life will consist of unpacking boxes and going through all my teaching stuff.
Pictures thus far,
Pictures thus far,
Visiting Luke and Megan in Oregon . . .
The sights of Seattle . . .
On a chilly day . . .
The stench of fish does not agree with Kacin's nose . . .
