Making a mess while making a chocolate stout cake, a pretty mess.
O had loved watching the trains from Nana and Grandpa's living room window. I am glad my mom prompted me to grab the camera.
The kids helped Jojo make an icebox cake. I think there was more taste testing than actual helping.
Grandpa Buffalo and Nana Val! Thanks for having us you two. It was a fantastic Tur-ham-lamb day.
I think Fifi ate her weight, hence the 'push back' .
On Friday we got down to business with the big move.
I fueled our morning by getting coffee and doughnuts.
We farmed the kids and the heavy lifting began. We filled box after box and hoisted the couches, the fridge and a few other big items onto the trailer. There were several moments when I thought I should be documenting the move, but we were just too busy.
Around 4 we stopped our work to help celebrate two very special little boys.
Happy Birthday F and L!
Saturday was a repeat of Friday and by the end of the day we found ourselves falling wearily into our bed, but in a under a different roof.
I am searching and learning the light in this new space, it's an interesting thing to notice.
Sunday was move box filling and then setting up and settling in to our new place. I can't tell you how blessed I feel to have family holding us up right now.
Again, so much to be thankful for, so much.