Having had the best of intentions

It's moving week. Moving week!! Arrrrgh. I think I can count the number of things we have to do this week on the fingers of one hand. Of every person in China.

So what do you do on the last weekend you have to really get stuff done before you move, when you are encountering a loaves-and-fishes type phenomenon (namely, that no matter how much you pack, you open your cupboard and closet doors and always find more)? Well number one, you go out of town to attend a party, of course. These two just bought a house and threw a housewarming party. We told Liam there was a party at Uncle Darin and Aunt Jenn's house that we would be going to after his nap, and he was so excited that he immediately went upstairs and put himself to bed. Love that kid.

And then, because it's not like time is at a premium or anything, you spend two hours in the ER waiting room with Mallory after she has a choking incident. It's a long and bizarre story, and she's fine (of course), but she gave us a good scare. And her timing, as usual, was impeccable.