There’s a question that’s been sort of bothering me lately.
HOW DO YOU MOVE AN ENTIRE HOUSE 1,309 MILES WITH 4 KIDS PLUS A NEWBORN?
I mean, I know you just put the kids in cardboard boxes because a family recently sent me a cute little “We’ve Moved!” notice and all the children were happily sticking their heads out of boxes. So that part seems easy enough.
But I have not been able to wrap my head around the rest of it. I started to completely obsess over the food aspect of moving. Should I try to empty my freezer now? But then what do I feed my children? Do I pack my dry goods? Do I pack spices form 1993?
Do I pack my extensive tea collection despite the fact that I haven’t had a hankering for tea since – well, ever. But what if with the new royal baby, I suddenly want to drink more tea. I mean, people are waiting to name their babies after the royal babe, the least I could do is partake is a cup of Earl Grey once the kid is born.
And then there are the Build A Bears. Do you have these things? We have a small village of them. The girls don’t play with them but if I chuck them all I am absolutely certain, we will arrive in Florida and they will immediately inquire about their whereabouts. And I’ll have to tell a story about the bears getting so liquored up at the Laguardia airport bar that Jet Blue wouldn’t let them get on the plane. And who wants to expose a 6 and 8-year-old to that kind of tawdry tale?!
So clearly the bears are coming.
And then what about these sculptures. The girls absolutely loved sculpture camp and brought home these…
The one on the left is Dylan’s self portrait piece and the one on the right is Summer’s abstract piece and not a penguin as I originally thought. Are these pieces (big in creativity and size) supposed to make the trip?
One mother mentioned that she was tempted to just throw her child’s sculpture out the window on the last day of sculpture camp. That is some forward thinking right there.
Oh and Dylan did one more sculpture…
Yup. That’s a bomb. I don’t know what else to say about that. Definitely not coming.
Unless Dylan reads this post and then I’ll probably have to go shopping for a sculpture bomb display case for our new home.
mama bird notes:
So where else am I this week? Over at Alpha Mom, I’m talking about the top ten tips for staying sane when you are a new mom.
At at Lifetime Moms, I’m writing about my former cleaning man. Yes, I used to have a cleaning man.