Packing

We are moving again...what a shocker, huh?? I'm actually a little sad about this move. We have been in our house almost 2 years now, and it's the only home Emma has known. However, it is WAY overpriced and the landlord can't seem to remember how to pay the mortgage. Thus I find myself once more in a maze of boxes and garbage bags, trying with all my might to hang on to some ounce of sanity. I do my best to chase after the girls while being productive, but so far I'm not really sure how much progress I am making...For example...

The other day I left work a little early to go home and get some large boxes filled. Ellie and Emma were running around amusing themselves, as dad had to leave to go to a singles event (That's a whole other post) After a bit I realized that I had been seeing Ellie running in and out of the kitchen, but not Emma. I asked Ellie is she knew where Emma was...to which she answered, "She going bye-bye, mama." I said, "Oh, is she on her horse or her riding worm?" ....."No, mama...she all comfy in the box." WHAT?!?!?! It seems that Emma had crawled into a box which Ellie then conveniently tipped over so Emma couldn't get out. Nice.

Now, it's not to say that I sometimes don't think about shipping myself or my children off to some far away land...but being the intelligent person I am I do come to my senses and realize that this is just not a good idea...Still....