moving

Moving was and is hard.  We were super sad to leave Arizona.  We loved it there, and we loved all our friends and our ward.  While we were heartbroken to go, we were also tired of all our stuff in boxes.  At least I was.  Graham was too, because he would always talk about what was missing, especially the abc's that were on his wall.  We rented a huge truck.  The biggest one you can get.  26 feet.  Yikes.

We packed and organized everything and promised our helpers for the most organized move they'd ever seen.  We got everything in our truck rather quickly, and had the best helpers come and move our stuff despite the heat.

With all our stuff packed up, we were ready to head out Tuesday morning the 4th of June.  (sorry for the blown-out pictures...I'm not really sure what happened.)

Graham got to ride in the big truck the whole way there.  He loved it.

Mason rode with Hannah and I in the Pathfinder.  His little pinwheel kept him company the whole way.