You Know How it Goes,

    Moving is always more of a project than anticipated, and if I have my way we are NEVER doing this again! Mr. M agrees. It's not the packing, it's not the actual moving of things, it's not the hard work that kills me. It is the living in cardboard heaven with 8 kids. It's the constant worry that something might go wrong. It is being told that you would for sure be moving by said date and having that moved back not once, but twice. We are in limbo because our new home's appraisal needed to be reviewed and that takes four to five days. Ummmmmm, you have had it two weeks why did you decide this at closing? All things considered, I have nothing to complain about and should not be whining at all, it's a small hiccup.  Others have life way worse than I do and I am fully aware of that. This however is my reality right now and it is not fun.
   Today was bitter sweet. today was our last day in a fabulous ward that really took care of this crazy family with all the kids under 6. We have 7 kids under six and C-Dog. C-dog is the model church goer, no worries there. Wanna sit by us in church? You know you do... It is free entertainment. Sometimes there is loud yelling and an occasional shout out to those praying or talking. (" HI EMILY") Sometimes the babies belch loudly after consuming their sippy cup in 10 seconds flat (Tankster). Sweet loud incoherent singing from small people. If you sit close enough you may have a hymnal chucked at you or dropped on your big toe. OUCH..... I have been the lucky recipient of that trick one too many times. Oh, and if you sit near us you are in a flight path, it could be dangerous. This flight path is crowded with paper airplanes and cranes. Mommy and daddy regulated, no FFA. Daddy and I are usually good at stopping any in flight dangers, but with little training and so many other distractions. It's just not pretty, and in this ward so many have always been willing to take on our crew to help and to love. We will miss them. We have it on good authority that our new ward is amazing too. Change is always hard though.
    At this point though, I think I am ready to move on, having to wait has really cramped my already hectic life. Our family has big exciting things planned the next couple weeks, and I am just stressing about how I am going to do it all amid the chaos.  The positive twist in waiting is I am taking advantage of every opportunity to dump, purge, and organize as I go. I have been able to clean behind me and when we leave this place it "will shine like the top of the Chrysler building." take that, Miss Hannigan....
   I have it all together, I think...... I am trying to finalize paint colors and I am worried about getting a pool fence up fast enough, and getting the house ready for a home inspection by the powers that be. The ones who decide what is safe and not safe in a foster/adopt home. We have lots of busy work to do and not much time to do it in now.I have lots of help and support and we are going to make this work. So in a nut shell we are still alive and kickin and this too shall pass.
I just threw this pic in cuz she's cute....