We woke up the some of the fluffy white stuff. Boy were all of the kids excited. Us grown-ups, not so much. But we were glad that we didn't get as much as they had said was possible. Here we are filling the van, Dad's truck and our trailer full of stuff. It was a long tiring day of moving. And then it ended on a sad note, Dad got a phone call telling us that Aunt Verona had died.
After my family headed home, Jonathan, the kids and I got our beds ready for our first real night in the new house. We had the wood stove going, and it was still cold in here. It took quite a while to get things heated up. And then there are lots of places that leak. We started covering the windows with plastic and blankets.
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