Ahhh. By George we've done it! Almost. We've made it to the half-way point on our move across the country. Pretty much by sheer miracle. But we've stopped for a few days to spend some more time with husband's family and celebrate this thing we call life without school - and also make up for lost time in bed with my laptop. It seems we've become quite fond of each other. Poor abandoned thing.
Anyway ... in case you were wondering, this is how you move a set of table lamps. Pajama pants, of course, being the solution to most problems.
Deflating our mattress. Deflating my sister in the process.
Aaaaand ... I'm about to get brutally murdered.
But you getting to see my very first baby swimsuit was totally worth it right?
Enter: taco bus. Tear.
Yes that is husband's brother. Yes, he is underage. No, he is not available.
Thank you family for helping us move and eating with us at the taco bus and for not judging my dirty house!