Oh, Goodness

The last 10 days have been interesting. We* packed, we* moved, I was sick, we unpacked (kind of), we found out we have an underground gas leak, worked as usual, switched the lock on our mail box, Cox couldn't get our Internet working for a week (I promise I'm not obsessed with the Internet, but working from home without the Internet is borderline impossible), went to the park (had to do something fun), had a garage sale, only got 3 hours of sleep because of said garage sale, Jason sealed our house, I finished and mailed off 12 tax returns, watched Jason and Kathryn play a softball game, went to my "fake" 10 year reunion, cleaned some of our old house, had dinner with some friends I haven't seen since high school, went to our new Ward and spent lots of time trying to figure out how we can pretend our tile, cabinets and countertops aren't peach.

*When I say we, my involvement mostly implies watching. I felt extremely helpless moving in this pregnant state of mine. Thankfully, we have good friends and family to make sure everything still got done.

It's probably no surprise that Barbie kept me laughing, smiling and keeping things in perspective all the while. Here's some of her finest over the last week:

Clara tried to interrupt Jason and I in the car so I asked her to wait until our conversation was done. When we finished, I asked her what she needed and she said, "I had to eat my booger because I couldn't wait for you to get a Kleenex." Awesome. We told her it was disgusting, while trying to hide our laughter, and she said, "Well, I will take it out. It's stuck in my tooth... wait, I can't find it." I couldn't decide if I was glad or disgusted she couldn't find it.

After getting a little skin scraped off her arm, C: Where'd my skin go?

Some of Clara's prayers have been really, really heartfelt and LONG in the last few months. In one, she said, "Please bless that our hearts will be full of love."

Wednesday morning I was incredibly stressed with having to do payroll, all the tax returns and still not having the Internet. I was sitting on the floor and Clara came up behind me, wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her cheek up to mine. I told her I was sorry things had been so crazy and that I'd been so stressed and promised after I got home from work that day, things would be better and I wouldn't be so stressed. She looked at me with her sweet little face and asked, "So then I can do bad things and it won't stress you out?"