Well, we are officially "without out a house" now and are in phase two of our move (phase one was getting out of San Antonio and phase two is dropping off B's truck in Dallas to be shipped to AK). Anyway, we are without a house...definitely not homeless, though. Home is where the heart is, right? I've been trying to instill this nugget of wisdom in Boo this last week. He's had a terrilbe time adjusting to seeing all of his comforts packed up and shipped to AK. He even woke up one night yelling, "Where's Alaska?" Poor fella. I keep telling him that as long as we're all together, everything is okay. Now, every time I tell him that, I get a lump in my throat thinking about what I will tell him when B-man deploys to Afghanistan and we're not all together. But, (in my best Scarlet voice), "I won't think about that now...I'll think about that tomorrow".
It's defnitely been an adventure thus far and we're not even out of Texas yet. I've been snapping pics with my iPhone (love that thing, btw) so I'm finally taking some time to share them here.
I'm not taking the time to do all of my fancy editing, enlarging, and centering of text/pics. Please forgive me!
Sitting in the jogging stroller watching TV upstairs while all of his surroundings were being packed.
Lil Bit has no routine so she's not upset by the move and is happy as a clam to just lie on the floor on this packing paper and try to figure out how to eat it.
Napping on the floor of our closet.
These boxes were a TOTAL life saver. B-man and I got super sick Tuesday and spent the night and part of Wednesday practicing our dinosaur call. Not good. Thankfully these boxes kept Boo entertained while we laid on the floor.
