This picture accurately captures our life last week.
We moved back home!!! The excitement of this event was overshadowed by the all consuming nature of moving. To make it even more fun we moved overselves. No big
guys that showed up in a truck. Just Rob and some pretty amazing friends of ours. The timing
was a little challenging since both of our families were traveling and unavailable to help. Poor Nate was shuffled from locations all over the city so that we could complete the task. He was very worried and would "help" by unpacking boxes after I spent hours packing before the move took place.
I want to give a special shout out to the man behind the move.
This man pictured on right reached new heights of family greatness last week. He worked a stressful job all week moved boxes every night and then on Saturday he drove, packed, and unpacked a truck. He lifted furniture way above his head and set eveything up. A washer machine exploded on us and he became an instant electrician to prevent flooding. He drove us to the beach the day after the move (more on that in next post) and then he wrote a chapter in medical book. This was all in one weeks time people.
He is my hero and Nate is one lucky little boy to call him daddy.
Post move cleaning
