We are all moved out of the old house. The house that holds so many memories. I've heard from a couple people that memories are of people, not of things. I am trying to tell myself this, but I am still a bit sad to have seen the inside of my little house for the last time. I walked around for longer then I needed to and just had a good cry to mourn the loss. The kids didn't understand, but they tried to be sympathetic. They are so darn cute sometimes. Poor Zach even cried a little because I was crying.
In other news, Ava is really a big girl now. First she gave up the pacifier with ease, then she started potty training and is doing really well. Now she is moving into a big girl bed. Her crib didn't survive the move so we are getting her a toddler bed. She has made a special request for a princess bed. I suppose I should go to bed now. This weekend of changes has been exhausting! We still have so much to do to get settled in our new abode. Wish us luck!