Wow! I apologize for not writing sooner, even just to say that we are still alive. The past month has been so busy. It has been equal parts happiness, sadness and frustration. I'll catch you up the best I can.
The last couple weeks of school for Ryan and Joshua were quite busy. There were special events and field trips. In one week I attended Ryan's graduation, a field trip to The Children's Museum and the zoo. It was a fun time but now I remember yet another reason I like homeschooling so much - the busy-ness can be spread out!
It was hard to watch Ryan and his friends during his last week of school. I was fortunate that they were able to stay and play after school almost every day and he even worked in a couple of playdates. It broke my heart to hear him say that he was sad to move because he would miss his friends. Thank goodness for e-mail so they can stay in touch.
The actual move was a DISASTER. I won't go in to all of the details now because thinking about it still makes me angry, but let's just say that our full pack and move turned into a "Chris and Heather pack until 4:30 am the night before the truck comes" pack and move. We didn't even know until the day the driver arrived that we had a driver after what happened earlier in the week. Let's just say that the company with which we moved will not get our business in the future...and they are having a special meeting about our move, in particular. The only real bright spot in the actual move part was our driver. He was awesome, a true answer to prayer and a Christian. God is good.
I have definitely made some Mama faux-pas during this process. It was no secret to my husband, my friends and everyone else who came into contact with me that I was not excited about the move. Yes, my family is in Texas. No, I don't particularly want to live in Texas. Well, I guess I said it one to many times in front of Ryan, who *had* been excited about the move. We were at the zoo and a classmate's parent asked if I was exicted. Ryan said, "Yes" while at the same time I said, "No." Then he got a sad look on his face. I asked if he was excited and he said, "not anymore." Ouch!! On the way home from the zoo I told him that Mommy was not excited we had to leave our friends but was excited about the new friends we would make in Texas and the new adventures we would have as a family. I told him it was OK to be excited. I also apologized for not being excited and taking away his excitement.
So, just to make things clear: I am extremely thankful and happy that my husband has a good job that he likes and enjoys doing every day. I am thankful that the company paid for our move and that we are here, safe and sound, with our belongings. I am thankful and take comfort in knowing that my boys are OK with being here and are looking forward to making new friends and going on new adventures. I like my new house and neighborhood and look forward to making new friends. BUT...I am not thrilled that I had to leave Portland. I am not thrilled that we live in Texas again. If you like Texas, great. It is just too hot and buggy for me (among other things!).
I am in the process of trying to find my house amid the boxes. It is no easy thing to do with three boys who want to help. They get very excited to find their things but quickly lose interest when they realize they have to put their things away. They would much rather collect the empty boxes and make neighborhoods in the kitchen. My mom came over today to help me unpack and find some more living space. I was looking forward to her coming because I wanted her to help me put my glassware back into the china cabinet. The cabinet and much of what is in it came from her mother. Well, she did help me unpack a few boxes and get things straightened but not the cabinet. The movers (grrr!) who took out the glass shelves also took out the clips that held the shelves into the sides of the cabinet. We found the shelves but did not find the clips. It was OK, though, because we had fun anyway.
I think that is all for now. I'd love to write more but I have been having nausea lately. Nothing else, just that yucky-gross feeling like I am going to lose my lunch. I will do better about writing more. I have so much more to tell you, too. Here are a few teasers: 2 blown tires during our move, 2000 miles with 3 boys and a van full of stuff, the boys' first trip to the water park.
Until next time know that God is good ALL THE TIME. The Parrott family is proof positive.
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