This weekend was the "Big Move"!
We moved my stuff downstairs, Mom and Jack's upstairs and Kristen and Harper in downstairs. Sounds easy enough but trust me, not that easy. It was like a moving game of Tetris. Thank you, thank you, to everyone that helped with the move.
Later that evening we decided it was time for food and a little bit of relaxing. Kids running in and out, adults trying to get burgers and salads together, people every where you look.
A friend stopped by that had really only met a few people before and all we could say was, "Welcome to the shit storm!"
I am sure it is a little olverwhelming at first. Children screaming, inside jokes that nobody gets. Guys going to Costco for 2 hours for pizza, J driving off with Stacy half in the car, kids running and jumping. How can that not be overwhelming?
As I sat back and watched, kids wrestling, adults laughing, joking and making fun of each other, because that is what we do. I couldn't help but smile. If it is a random BBQ on a Saturday, Sunday afternoon, Ugly Sweater Christmas Party, New Years Eve, random Walsh sleepover, I love the "shit storm!" Every last bit of it. I wouldn't change it for the world. We all love each other and each others kids.
I figure if you can't handle the "shit storm" you won't make it.
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