the next time i move it will be in a wooden box into the cold, hard ground.
we are in our new house. (for those playing along at home, this is our 9th move in 9 years. some were cross town, others have been cross country.) i really like it. dare i say it, can it be love? possibly. thomas and i were both excited about this house because of the price but now that we are in it, i think i may even like other things about it too. lots of trees, big closets, side entry garage, tons of natural light, a room just for books and a new neighbor who brought us dinner on our first night. southerners are the best. there, i said it.
and just so you know our priorities are straight, before the movers cracked open the truck, thomas put his flag up. later this week when i find my alabama flag, i may need to pull a switcheroo. heck, we may even buy a BYU flag this year since that is both of our alma maters.
i've had a request or two for photos. as soon as i put away a few things, i'll honor that request.
but first, some sweaty kids with back to school haircuts:
and now i am going to ignore everything else going on in my life and make some cookies with scarlett. because i am really good at making cookies.