My Little Helper
Well, we officially move in 11 days. I’ve been working during the day, with Caleb in tow, trying to pack and organize our stuff. I’ve hardly made a dent in the garage, let alone the rest of the house. Before baby Stephanie would have been done with the garage by now and been moving forward with the house, but I have to remember not to compare myself with that old self. The with baby Stephanie is working really hard, but has to take breaks for feedings, diapers, cuddles, and fun time. She has to stop when Caleb tries to help close a box or decides to explore a stack of washcloths. He seems to really be enjoying this time though, and that makes me happy.
Hopefully I can finish off the garage by Saturday morning so that I will have one full week to pack and clean the house. I should have reinforcements coming in by then to help with it all, and I am very thankful for that. I am just trying to lay the ground work so that the reinforcements actually have laid out tasks that are ready to go when they get here.
I can’t wait to be done with this move and relaxing in Minnesota. Although, Josh and I hung out with some dear friends tonight that we may or may not see before we go. That was probably my first real emotional understanding of what it means to be leaving a place you’ve called home for six years.
Photo Description: I have been working hard to organize and pack our stuff. I had to set Caleb down for a second while I moved a box and my best choice was this dog bed. He thought it was the neatest place and started laughing and kicking so I took this pic on my cell phone. What a funny little helper! (Caleb is 5 months old)