When we came back from our Colorado trip, the house was all painted! This made a huge difference.
Bye-bye stripy wall.
Ahhh. So fresh and clean. And smells super painty.
We started bringing loads of stuff every day after that. I would pack boxes and fill up my car first thing in the morning before it got hot, take the load over and put the boxes in the house and then pack throughout the day so I'd have another load to take over in the evening with Justin. Sometimes there were little mishaps like the desk plastic sliding over some bodies at a stop sign.
This is James's best buddy Luca. He is 7 and in first grade but they got along so well. I didn't want James to forget him.
We brought some friends with us one day to "help unpack". Apparently that means pull everything out onto the floor and stir it up.
Thursday we brought over most of our stuff. I don't have any pictures of all that because I was a little busy. My sister and her family and Justin's parents helped us load so much furniture into two trailers. I had already brought over anything I could lift and fit in the back of my SUV.
After unloading the trailers Thursday night we went back to Spanish Fork to sleep in our house one last time. All that was left were our beds and random stuff. Friday we loaded the beds and food and began unpacking. Sarah thought this was a good time to get out some craft stuff.
It's good to take a break from all the work and stress of moving.
Everyone did okay sleeping that first night. Erica slept in Sarah's room with her and Henry had big ideas of sleeping out in his tent but didn't. James fell out of bed and got disoriented looking for the bathroom.
Saturday after breakfast we went back to the house to do the final cleaning. I had tried to clean as we emptied rooms so most of the upstairs and bathrooms were already done. It took a couple of hours to finish the floors and clean the fridge. Henry didn't come in at all because he thought he wouldn't want to leave if he did. He stayed outside with his friends.
Good-bye picture
And then when it was time to get in the car, reality hit. "Wait, we never get to go inside again?"
All the kids started sobbing before we even backed out of the driveway. It was a very sad and heavy moment. I forgot that I had been mentally and emotionally preparing for this move far more than they had. Of course they didn't fully realize what moving meant until it was actually happening. When we arrived at the new house they all went off on their own to grieve in their own ways. Erica sat under the maple tree in the front yard, arms around her knees and just cried. Sarah went to her room and was joined by James and they cried together. Henry went to the backyard. I checked on each of them periodically to see if I could be of comfort. I didn't know what to say when they asked why we had to move. How do you explain it was just time for us to move on?
Father's day was a little chaotic. We had to be ready for church earlier than we are used to and get ready in one bathroom. We managed to make Justin biscuits from scratch although he made the hash browns and eggs. The kids each gave Justin a snack they picked out at the store and he got some new tie-downs. After a panic search for still packed church clothes, we made it to our new ward with a minute to spare.
We have fully shifted from packing/cleaning/fixing/repairing/replacing between the two houses to just unpacking/organizing/fixing/replacing in just this home. Every emptied box is a victory. Here are some photos so I can look back and feel like I'm making progress.
Erica's room looked so much better just a day later.
All the kids started sobbing before we even backed out of the driveway. It was a very sad and heavy moment. I forgot that I had been mentally and emotionally preparing for this move far more than they had. Of course they didn't fully realize what moving meant until it was actually happening. When we arrived at the new house they all went off on their own to grieve in their own ways. Erica sat under the maple tree in the front yard, arms around her knees and just cried. Sarah went to her room and was joined by James and they cried together. Henry went to the backyard. I checked on each of them periodically to see if I could be of comfort. I didn't know what to say when they asked why we had to move. How do you explain it was just time for us to move on?
Father's day was a little chaotic. We had to be ready for church earlier than we are used to and get ready in one bathroom. We managed to make Justin biscuits from scratch although he made the hash browns and eggs. The kids each gave Justin a snack they picked out at the store and he got some new tie-downs. After a panic search for still packed church clothes, we made it to our new ward with a minute to spare.
We have fully shifted from packing/cleaning/fixing/repairing/replacing between the two houses to just unpacking/organizing/fixing/replacing in just this home. Every emptied box is a victory. Here are some photos so I can look back and feel like I'm making progress.
Erica's room looked so much better just a day later.
The kids haven't asked to go home since Sunday. I think they are warming up to the house and enjoying the extra space inside and out. Plus I've been trying to accommodate taking them to see school friends and letting friends come here. There aren't any kids close to us. I have some good leads from the primary president on which streets the kids live on. That's next week's project: find neighborhood friends.
They can ride their bikes to a snowcone shack and a city park. My mom's house isn't too far for James to ride either. I heard sheep baaing last night. No train. No one parks in front of our house. No noisy neighbors. It's so quiet here.























































































































































