H - happy our home sold
O - overwhelmed
M - McDonalds
E - everywhere - all our stuff is all over...
L - laugh - it's either that or cry
E - envy - of everyone who has their own place
S - sleep. In a bed. finally!
S - sassy. The girls are having a tough time...
WARNING!! WARNING!! WARNING!! High poop quotient in the post ahead...
Two minutes. Not so long, in the whole scheme of things. Long enough to ruin my day...
Five minutes prior to leaving for OT, I left Sam playing on the floor to put something in my purse. Fix my hat. Grab some lip gloss. Upon my return to the kitchen, Sam was choking a little. What has that crazy baby eaten off the floor now? Holy Crap! Literally. She had somehow managed to get off her diaper (she was wearing a dress. For the last time...) and was EATING HER POOP! I could have died. Or thrown up. In two minutes or less she was now covered in it. Both hands. Both legs. Her bum. Her face. The floor. Her dress. I had to wipe poop off her tongue. No wonder she was choking... Did I mention that by now it's time to leave for therapy? Of course it is. One super-hero speed bath and new outfit later we were on our way.
I sent Brooke for the camera, but she didn't get back quick enough for pictures. I just couldn't leave Sam covered in poop for one second longer...
(Picture her running in, breathless and rosy cheeked from running around outside...)
Alix: "Mom, my heart just quit beeping!"
We have found a home and have come to mutual agreement on the price. The seller and us both want to close as soon as possible, but it will take bout four to six weeks for the loan to go through (says our money man, Mike...) so we know where we are going and we'll only be homeless for two to four weeks. It could have been way worse! (We will be staying with Brian's mom until school is out...)
I had a link up for the new house, but decided that it wasn't super smart of me to put our exact address up on our blog... It showed in the link and on the listing. So, you'll just have to imagine how great it is.... And lucky for you folks that got on early and saw the link before I got smart...
The bad news: Moving stinks. Packing is a pain. Selling your house will age you. Buying a new house should be fun, but hasn't been. We'll be homeless in another few days.
The silver lining: The girls haven't even noticed their toys are all packed away. 
Maybe we'll move into the girl's box house... Can you make a toilet out of cardboard?
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