MC's first Christmas, note the slobbery face and striped pants.

Hubby and I are currently in the process of packing up our house and moving everything into storage. It didn't really bother me until I started taking pictures down from the walls. That has always bothered me though, even when I was moving home from college. I struggle with transitions and endings. I know that everything is going to be okay and it's only a matter of time until I'm moving to be with DH, but I start thinking about everything that has happened in this house. We came home as newlyweds, found out we were pregnant, summer get togethers will all of our friends, getting the baby room ready and finally bringing her home, our first Christmas with MC (even though she slept through most of it), sitting out on the front porch with my hubby talking about our future together.......there are so many memories and we've only been here two years! While it might not seem unusual to walk down memory lane when moving out of a house, this is something I do when anything comes to a close....like summer. Around the beginning of August I start to get a sick feeling in my stomach because I know that summer is almost over and I will be going back to work soon. I start to think about all the things I will miss once work begins. I know, I know, this is something I REALLY need to work on. With DH going back into the military is going to force me into new situations that I normally wouldn't be comfortable with and I have come to realize that my attitude is going to be a huge factor in our families success. I look forward to the changes to come and hope to use this as a growing opportunitity.
Here is a picture of our dining room before......

.....and here it is after.

On a lighter note, the other night we came home from my parents house to find that Cappy had helped herself to the trash bag we left out. She loves getting into the trash and I'm sure she had a delightful time rumaging around. I have attached pictures of the trail she left; sometimes she reminds me of a racoon. It's kind of hard to see, but notice the wing sauce on MC's baby blanket. Nice.