The Move - Part I - Packing and Dentist Day

Now most of the relatives reading this have heard most of what I'm about to write, but I need to write it for the record. So maybe, one day, the kids will read this and think fondly of our packing up the house and trekking across country - maybe.....

Let's start with moving week. We, by the grace of  Scott's new work, had the priviledge of having someone else pack our belongings.

Our packers were very nice. I stayed at home on packing day to be there for the packers in case they had any questions. Scott and Leo took the kids to the Dentist. Poor children. Both of them had multiple cavities. Payton had three (between her teeth) and Ian had two way in the back molers. Evidently Ian's back teeth are cavernous, so the Dentist recommended also sealing 3 of his teeth. Well, all this dental work was not going to get done at one time unless' happy juice' was involved.  Anyway, it all ended up that if we wanted to get this work done on their teeth before we moved it was to happen to both of them on Thursday - our packing day. Our packing up the entire house day. Our packing up entire house to move 'cross country day.

Thank God that Opa came out to help us with the move, otherwise, we would not have been able to get packing and dental work done on the same day.

The kids went through their 'happy juice' procedures fine. The anesthetic wiped Ian out and he napped for about and hour and a half afterwards. Payton came bounding out of her procedure happy as a lark. (She did eventually crash out, but was no worse for the wear.)

I got to meet three interesting people that made up our packing crew. The head guy had a soft spot for saving dogs. Unfortunately, the dogs he saved were pit bulls that had been practicing their Houdini acts and getting him in trouble. Evidently, the day before, his neighbor (an elderly lady pulled a gun on him and his dogs because the pit bulls had escaped their pen and gotten into her yard).

Of course, I sided with the two other people in his crew that he needed to get rid of the his two pit bull charity cases before there is REAL trouble.

Ah, well. The house was packed in about 6 hours. There was quite a bit of chatting done in that time. One of the first comments from the packers was, 'How many kids  DO you have?' And another one was,' if someone saw this inventory, they would think you own a toy store'. Yes, we need to get rid of toys, but every time I try to, Payton insists that she still plays with that particular toy. And truth be told, she usually still does. Anyway, we were told crazy stories about packers like, 'watch out, they'll pack your trash.' But these guys were laid back. They did a good job, and were very entertaining :)

That evening we went over to the Pruitt's house for supper. Jill graciously cooked us a fabulous homemade meal. The kids, as always, enjoyed their friends - as did the adults. We tried not to mention or think about that this was our last get together for a long while.