Someday You Might Miss the Shoes

Spent the whole day (with the help of Katie) moving all my mom's stuff out of her house and into the garage. Apparently she's out of money, so we're moving her into the house (Emma's room), Katie's in the den and if we move all the kids into our room, technically we'd have another room open. So if anyone needs a place.

I just feel grateful that 1) today is over, and b) that I never have to do that again. Except when I have to go to Maryland to pack up my mother's house there. I was also laying in bed just now with the blessing of Lilly's tonnage of sleeping body asleep on my chest thinking how lucky that we have this house that can hold all these people, it's kept us safe and we're all still here. Crowded, driving each other nuts, but here. It won't be forever that the kids are hanging off the furniture and their clothes are on the floor. Like that guy told me one time, he said he used to cuss everytime he came home from work and tripped over his kids' shoes in the doorway. Until someone told him "someday you might miss the shoes."

So crowded but grateful.

ps. highlights from today would be me yelling: You're f@#$$#ing insane!! (when my mom kept bringing stuff BACK IN that I was moving out) Lilly getting in bed tonight in only a hat (because tomorrow is share day and it has to begin with the letter "H". So she had her hat). Eating at the Panda Place with the whole fam (I didn't cook hooray). Barry doing all the carpool so I could finish outside. Emma and I getting her ready for picture day tomorrow. Nathan in the hot tub telling us about meeting his twin at school. Accidentally washing the kids' camera after taking before and after pictures. Seems like I can break my balls for 8 hours working but I will always lose money - wash the camera, there's your little jab from the universe. Life speeds by, not enough time for bad tv. I hope to get back to that.