Allan and his brother, Kevin, unloaded the PODS. I maybe unloaded like, ten boxes? I don’t know, maybe more but really the work I did was like non-existent compared to Allan and Kevin unloading everything else!! My contribution (besides holding a baby all day) was to go rent a dolly from Home Depot which we didn’t even really use so that was a waste of time.
Sometimes my workload in life is extreme (running around on a million errands this month with a crying newborn and two little kids at my side was rough) and then sometimes I’m breastfeeding a baby while other people are carrying heavy furniture for a few hours and my load seems pretty darn light. Life is funny that way.
The guy let his dog run around in our yard a few times. Aren’t there leash laws in Colorado? (to lazy to look it up)
I didn’t like that. The whole, “Oh my dog is super friendly” crap doesn’t go over well with me. Everyone says that! Including people whose dogs end up biting other people! lol
Before putting my camera away I said, kids! Let me take a picture of you all together on our official moving in day!
Naturally, Brooke stuck out her butt and made farting noises. And the little kids copied her.
And they all laughed like it was the funniest thing in the world. Because the other ten million times they pretended to fart in their lives wasn’t enough to make the whole fake farting bit less funny.