Moving

The kids had to keep themselves entertained while we did packing and cleaning. Lacking a pool, the kids made do with the wagon. Perhaps not olympic sized, but sufficient to float toys in and for kids to sit in. They spent several hours outside with the hose. Fortunately, the mosquitoes were very late in coming out this year, so no bug bites. Given how long it took mom to clean out the garage, that's a good thing. Just where does all that stuff come from, anyways? Fortunately, Habitat for Humanity was quite happy to take all the spare wood and building supplies. We did fill up the honda from stem to stern with stuff for the dump, though.

Ian is practicing for life in sunny California. Too bad we're headed to rainy Oregon!

'Fraid we don't have any pictures of the move itself. The movers came, took everything out of the house on Wednesday, we put the rental furniture in, the cleaners came, and the 'For sale' sign went up. We stayed at a hotel for the last night, which the kids thought was great fun. It was very sad at the last day of day care.

The flight out was uneventful. The kids were great, they even slept some (we brought their PJs). Cori swept in and picked us up, since we got in very, very late.

Cori's kids had done a dance performance. Ian thought he'd do one with Dad. The kids were ecstatic to see their cousins again - Isabella followed Alexander around all day.

I then flew out to France, leaving dad to cope with all of the joys of closing and moving. It was very nearly a disaster, with a missing piece of paperwork from work and they keys arriving 3 hours after the moving truck, but everything ended well, with a garage full of everything we own.

The kids had a grand time at grandpa & Nana's, who ended up looking after them a fair amount as poor Bill drove back and forth from Corvallis two times.