Nine years ago today, we were in the middle of what I have labeled “the BIG move” (from California to Texas). We broke up the drive into three days. Paul drove our U-Haul and I followed behind in our car with Joseph (who wasn’t quite one yet). We knew we wouldn’t have very good cell phone reception during a lot of the trip, so we literally used a set of walkie-talkies to communicate. 😂 When we got to San Antonio, we settled into an extended-stay hotel and started our house-hunt. Three days into it, we found our house and started the escrow process. Less than a month later, we were moving into our home. It really was a whirlwind of a time (especially since we also bought our station wagon two days after we moved into our house). It simultaneously feels like just yesterday and forever ago (every time I look at how big Joseph has gotten). It was really hard moving so far away from family and everything I’d known my whole life, but we settled in relatively quickly and love it here. I just make sure to call my momma once a week to help ward off any pangs of homesickness. 😁
As for the other part of my title for this post, Abigail has been really into helping me with pretty much everything this week…whether I needed the help or not. 😂 I’ll let the pictures explain.