Moving Day

My parents came last Saturday to help us move all of the heavy furniture. My Dad is the muscle of the family, so we desperately needed him.

Jon compared the 2 of them moving to Popeye and Olive Oyl. Guess which one is Jon? He was cracking me up!

Mama worked so hard . . . the next morning she called me and told me she could hardly get out of bed. She said her calves and triceps were so sore.

Here's Hanna's contribution to the move . . . carrying a couch cushion . . .

This was Max's contribution to the move . . . he's such a hyper dog we had to tie him up. If we would have let him roam free he would have either been chasing a duck from the pond or a neighbor's dog.

This was Alec's contribution to the move . . . taking pictures of himself . . .

As we walked up and down the stairs . . . the tune of "upstairs, downstairs, giddy-giddy squat" kept playing in my mind. . . except we didn't get to giddy-giddy squat.

Here's my contribution to the move . . . carrying stuff out to 'Noah's Ark'.

Every time we've ever moved I feel awful about how much junk we have.

We headed over to the new house and I left everyone there to unload. I packed up the kids and we headed to Ashley's end-of-the-year soccer party. I guess maybe this was her contribution to the move -FUN!!! Just like Ash to add a little fun in the mix for all of us.

Her coach will always describe each girl before he hands them their trophy. He never says their name while he describes them. It is always so much fun, as the girls try to all guess who he is talking about.

This is what he said before giving Ashley her trophy. . . "I have this rabbit that I see everyday when I pull up my driveway. There is many a day when I want to try and catch this rabbit. I know though that I'm not fast enough. However, there is one girl that I think might could just give him a run for his money . . . "

These girls have played many seasons together. This will be the last one that they will all be together. It has been so much fun seeing these girls grow together . . . both on and off the field. . .

One last, "Go Lady Fury"

I get back to the new house and everyone is pooped. We start discussing dinner plans. We take them out to Mom's favorite barbecue. It is Jon's favorite too. I'm not a huge barbecue girl, but I love the atmosphere of this place. It is all thing southern. . . . a good warm feeling of family and togetherness. . .

Here we are at the end of dinner. We were all so stinkin' tired. Can't you see it in our faces?