So... Jamie was out of town on business the week we moved. The movers came and packed our home up and it was hard to watch. I was torn - we had poured so much of ourselves into that house. While I was thrilled to move, I felt sad as well. I took the boys to Jamie's parents house while the packing continued. I thought it would be difficult for Jackson. We packed on Tuesday and Wednesday. Jamie got home and we moved Thursday. Nana and Pops took care of the boys on Moving Day. I stayed at the Oak Mountain house, cleaning, while Jamie was at the Homewood house, directing which boxes landed where. I wanted to leave our old house in good shape - it sounds silly but it was closure for me. It all happened so fast we really didn't get to say a proper good-bye to our neighbors. Friday we closed and that took a lot longer than we anticipated - the buyers were not prepared and it took about four or five hours when it should have taken only 30 minutes.
When we brought the boys to the house, Jackson thought his toys were still at the other house because they were not unpacked. He had a hard time adjusting as well. He told us he missed his room, especially his fuzzy carpet...
Jackson riding his bike.
Jonathan walking - he thought he was four years old, too, trying to keep up with his brother and cousins.
The cousins having a picnic.
The cousins having a picnic.
Jack jumping to Uncle Ryan.
Nana and Jonathan in the pool.
Uncle Jamie and Eric.
Pops relaxing out of the sun.
The cousins...
Jonathan having a blast...
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