Mass, you've treated us well

I have no idea what is possessing me to blog except that I know if I don't do it right now, it won't feel the same if I wait until after we land in Albuquerque. Plus, I know I won't get around to it for a while and the memories won't be fresh anymore.

David left Massachusetts for New Mexico on Monday. The girls and dogs and I have been staying with the Fetterman family. They were awesome to take us in for over a week.

Last Wednesday, the packing company showed up at 7am to start the dirty work. Boy, I'm glad it was them and not me who packed up our 14,000 lbs of stuff! You can sure fit a lot into an unfinished basement - dangerous! I thought we had weeded out sufficiently, but when they had to call for a second truck because we didn't fit the estimate, it was just a tad embarrassing. (in our defense, we did try to convince them we had more than that to begin with.)

By Friday afternoon, our house was completely empty. As much as the girls have LOVED that house, I have been really surprised that they haven't been too upset seeing it empty, driving away from it, and leaving it. The hardest thing so far has been picking up Grace from her last day of school here. None of us want to talk about it. That was quite possibly the saddest thing I've ever witnessed aside from a funeral. She's been pretty stoic since then. She didn't cry when we left Tink (I DID! I think I might love her best!) And she's mostly been ok on her last tour of play-dates. But, she did break down at karate last night when Eamon left, and she keeps saying she's tired which is her old-school way of saying that she's beyond expressing feelings. She used to say that when she was 2 and 3 years old, but she hasn't said it in a long time.

Hattie, well, I don't think she quite understands it all. I think she knows she is supposed to be sad, but she doesn't quite know why. She actually tries to make herself cry sometimes. But, if you ask her about Albuquerque, she gets really excited. She can't wait to go on the airplane - one of her favorite things to do.

This week I have been overwhelmed by the generosity and pure friendship of other people around me. I could NOT have done half of what I've done with out them. (why am I leaving again?) Of course, MA had to send me off with one last blizzard. (thanks for reminding me of one reason I'm leaving!) Bret totally bailed me out of a couple of driveway plowing jobs, among a list of several hundred other things he's done and is volunteering to do for us next week. I don't know if he's crazy or just that nice. I'm afraid, he might be just that nice which sets the bar a little too high for the rest of us.

I've decided that seeing people "one last time" is over-rated. It's been nice to see a few, but quite frankly, it's just too hard. You know it's the last time you'll see them in who knows when and it's the big elephant in the room and then you have to do the hug which is just ridiculously sad. There have been several people I wanted to do "one last" with but couldn't, and I'm actually quite happy to leave it at wherever we left it. It feels like you have more possibilities that way. Grace won't mention "last" at all. So, we don't have one last day in MA tomorrow. We just have another day.

Again, I know the second I land in ABQ, I'll remember the 1000 reasons that I'm heading there and the rest will fade. So, here's a little tribute to the "last" few days we've spent in New England. Thanks for everything! You have treated us pretty darn well in the end.

(Eamon and Grace getting their blue belts together.)
(Master Doug... totally irreplaceable)
(riding Tink, some go forwards, some go backwards!)

(Hattie and her best friend, Megan)

(an awesome woodpecker who paid our feeder a visit last week. hope the new folks feed the birds, or they're going to be pretty mad!)
(empty house. thanks house.)
(parent's night out for Valentine's day. with OUR date, Bret.)
(self portrait by Bret. hey, aren't you a world class photographer or something?)
(hugs for Tink)


(my karate kids)
(Hattie playing with Jeanne's castle. Jeanne and Roger can't get enough of the girls coming to play in their attic.)
(playing with the marble runs (correctly pronounced "mahbil") in Roger and Jeanne's attic... one of them is over 100 years old, but they let the girls play with it just the same.)
(a fox we spotted this morning as we woke up.)
(girls at Drumlin Farm today. totally nice day for an outing.)
(There is a black pony named Midnight at Drumlin Farm. We seem to have a soft spot for black ponies. Grace has been trying to get him to let her pet him for 5 years. Today, she accomplished the task. She was thrilled.)
(there is a pig named Harriet at Drumlin farm. she had 13 piglets in October! Hattie was so proud that someone named Harriet is a momma. She wants to be a momma more than anything.)
(Harriet and a few of her piglets.)

And, you have to click on this link to see Grace's first grade class. They made the front page of the newspaper yesterday for their awesome Olympic project.

Happy Birthday and Farewell

Grace's birthday is just a few days after we land in Albuquerque. That didn't sound like such a fun way to celebrate your 7th birthday, just after you've left all your best buds behind. So, a little while back, I decided to let Grace have a huge birthday/farewell bash and invite anyone and everyone she wanted. Hattie's birthday isn't until late in April, but quite frankly, I don't know if she'll have any good friends by then either because it's looking pretty unlikely that I'll be able to get her into another preschool so late in the year. This would be the first year I would let her have a real "friend" party and she does actually have a few great little girl friends she really loves. So what the heck, let Hattie in on it too, right? She wants to do everything Grace does anyway.

Normally, I hate big birthday parties for kids. I hate inviting the whole class when you don't even know half the kids. I much prefer the small parties at home, with just a few close friends, yummy food, and party games with a good theme. But, Grace has made quite a few good friends between kindergarten and first grade, even without inviting the whole class. In an effort to avoid feeling like I wasn't including people that maybe we should have included, I let the kids come up with their guest lists and stuck to it. By the time they both invited everyone they could think of and even added more as we went, it was a recipe for a giant party. 25 kids are not going to fit in my living room, that's for sure.

We ended up renting out the gymnastics gym nearby for a monkey party. The first 45 minutes were totally sweet. The staff took them around all the equipment, parachute, obstacles, and even had a ginormous inflatable whale thingy. I think they all had tons of fun. I was hoping they'd be worn out and calm afterward...


When my turn came to gather all the kids and feed them in the party room, I didn't know if I was going to make it. I was more than a little nervous it would blow up in my face. Most of Grace's friends are also boys. Some of them are calm and like to do little quiet things like she does. The others, though, are your typical, rowdy, LOUD boys. I felt bad for Hattie's 4 little "pinky" friends. I'm sure they didn't quite know what to think about the big kids. Thankfully, a few generous parents who stayed with their kids pitched in and helped me serve pizza, ice cream, and cake to all the kids before too much chaos broke out.I was beginning to wonder if the kids were really enjoying being with each other, or if they were too busy being wild and crazy and having fun. But, as we were wrapping things up at the end, they really started talking and posing for pictures together and hugging each other. I was afraid that Grace would be really upset, knowing that this was a farewell party for her too. But, she came through really great. I'm the one who ended up in tears as I watched them all together, thinking about how much she would miss them, and apparently, how much they will miss her.
Hattie's little friends were all darling. It was the first party they had been to for most of them. They stuck together and had their own little sub-party.
Grace and I did lots of brainstorming about cool things we could put in the party favor bags. She came up with the Japanese eraser idea (apparently a phenomenon found here in MA - shopped for them in NM and couldn't find a single one!) I came up with polished rocks from NM that we made into magnets, and then we finished off the bags with bubbles and some treats and a thank you note. Much better than a bag full of plastic junk.

As for our party bags...when you invite 25 kids, you really can't open presents at the party. That is one reason I really like to have a smaller gathering at home - so the friends can see the birthday kid open their gifts. It feels so impersonal to go home, open all your gifts by yourself, and then send out thank you notes like it was a wedding. But, I have to say, it was kind of nice to have the girls calmly open their gifts with each other and really savor each one before going onto the next one. I guess it makes a good "after" party.

The funny thing is - celebrating their birthdays before moving didn't stop there. Grace was dead set on doing her school birthday celebration. I don't blame her - it is kind of a big deal. They get to choose a book to bring to class, read it to the class, and then gift it to the class library. She wanted to bring her favorite Dr. Seuss book "Oh Say Can You Say" - the tongue twister book. I called at least 15 book stores in the area. No one had it. We finally found it last night near the mall just in the nick of time to take it to school this morning. I got to read it to the class, per b-day girl's request. (good thing too - it would take a 1st grader an hour to read that book out loud.) I love spending time in Grace's class. Once again, though, it was just a hard reminder of leaving her friends.

I was really impressed with Grace last night though. She sat down and made a card to glue inside the book. She drew a picture of herself on the front and then inside, she tearlessly wrote "Dear Miss Gradys Class, I hope you can have fun when I'am gone. I will miss you. Love Grace" (with an extra I will miss you in a heart on the side.) I think she's coming to terms with moving which is great, but is almost even harder for me. She's actually being more mature about it than I am in some ways. I'm so proud of her for accepting this part of her life and trying to make the best of it. She has really been a trooper the last couple of weeks. So has Hattie.

Then, on Sunday, my really great friend Jeannie, threw our family a going away open house. Lots of people from the ward stopped by for dessert and some chatting. We have really made some awesome friends here. We certainly have a list of people we will be missing!

To top off the parties, we'll be taking pink cupcakes to school on Thursday for Hattie's birthday. (of course have to do things just like big Sis) By the time Hattie's real birthday rolls around on April 26th, these birthdays are going to be WELL celebrated. I'm just glad we can take some time to do some great celebrating in the middle of our chaos and moving blues. Next week is going to be much different than this week has been.

Thanks to all who have done so many nice things for us during these last few weeks!