Moving + a 3-month-old + his three older siblings (none of whom we really old enough to help)=
JULY WAS CRAZY.
But here are a few pictures, just to remember that it happened.
We moved in. Each with our different contributions. RRL turnedd the key that would let us into our new home on July 4th. He carried me across the threshold, symbolizing a new beginning of “front porch moments“. And then he went straight to work- HARD WORK, unloading the truck, storage unit and other places we had scattered our belongings.
While I just made more messes. Well, at least that is what it felt like for a while, as I sorted through boxes of belongings, trying to find their new homes. And as I tagged all the crazy-colored walls of our home with swatches of new ideas and clean starts.