And So it Begins

The packing, that is

Except, that's all I have packed and we move in a week and a half. A week and a half. It's starting to get hard. Like, sobbing in my car, hard. We told Levi's teachers at his Mother's Day Out program and they cried. And then I cried. (have you noticed a pattern?). And then we found this AMAZING house that we are going to look at next weekend that I love. And I'm so excited about it. I want to cry thinking about leaving the people I have worked so closely with for five years, and then after two really terrible terrible days at work, I am excited about starting something new and different, job wise.

Now, all of the youth group knows (I work with them on Sunday nights), and one of the moms said "Ugh! This is so terrible and so wonderful." And she nailed it on the head.

Ok, enough about me see-sawing back and forth. Here are some pictures from the past week, and yes, I am starting to capture more and more of the boys and people who love them, and us.

Levi reading his Thomas magazine in the car.

I am loving these buggies they can both sit in. I am REALLY going to miss living (seriously) 3 minutes from a Publix. In fact, I'll be 30 minutes from any Publix when we move. Every time we go, we get the rocket buggy and  a cookie, a great little outing for rainy days.

I was on the phone with Angie a few days ago and I find Levi has dumped out an entire container of oats. It took him a REALLY long time to pick all of that up.

Hanging out with, and on, Daddy. Our favorite evening activity.

Waiting for Levi and Daddy to ride the carousel.

Here they are. The whole way around Levi was yelling (VERY loudly) "Ride 'em cowboy! Go faster horsey! Yee haw!" Our boy and his love of horses, even though these were actually reindeer.

Levi and Corey. They are 3 months apart, and Corey even came to visit Levi when he was born, at the hospital. Here they are playing in church nursery Sunday night.

Ms. Judy rocking Noah Sunday night. She has loved both of my boys so well, along with many many babies at AVPC. She has given me so much wonderful advice over the last three years.

This is from tonight. Daddy and Levi's nightly run through the house. This time Levi is holding a red balloon that Daddy is trying to "get." Every evening for about 20 minutes they run from room to room, Levi squealing with laughter.

And while the two bigger boys run, me and my baby sit here and smile at each other.

So, the countdown continues. This past Saturday, Cally and I had our last mommy date for awhile. We went to Cheesecake Factory and spent hours talking, laughing, and you guessed it, crying. Tomorrow night I'm going to GianMarcos, an amazing Italian restaurant downtown with one of my closest friends from work. I have a lunch with someone tomorrow, Thursday, and two next week. Friday night is our going away party with our small group and Sunday night is my last time at  youth group. It's going to be a rough week. But, it reminds us of the last five years we have had here in Birmingham and how we would not trade one day for anything!