Buried Alive

I’m writing this from beneath a mountain of boxes.  I managed to carve a path from the kids’ rooms to my own where I have prepared a bed on the floor for the first to wake up scared and hightail it this way.

I thought packing boxes was overwhelming, but unpacking them raising the bar of crazy to a whole new level.  I think I made a dent today.  I can see the kitchen counter and I found the table top later this afternoon.  It was a glorious sight.

In lieu of the fact that I have nothing remotely interesting or witty to say, I’m going to send you over to my friend Wendy. You might remember her as the woman who gave me the greatest writer’s getaway ever earlier this year.  Now it’s time I gave you all a proper introduction.

Wendy is a mother of three rough and tumble boys and she just may have the best Mom of Boys blog on the world wide web. Wendy is always an inspiration to me not only because she’s talented and filled with a depth of wisdom and grace that constantly challenges me to dig deeper.  Wendy is also an inspiration because she’s real.  She doesn’t pretend to have it all together.  She’s just…authentic.  And I love that about her.

This blog post on Family Values inspired me to think about our own core values as a family and how we instill those in our kids.  Part two challenged me to make the establishment of our Family Values as something special and fun for the kids.

After reading those posts, I guarantee you’ll want to add Wendy to your blog roll.

So while you head off to be encouraged and blessed, I’m going to start digging out from under a few more boxes.  It appears that our possessions multiplied inside the PODS.

Good times…



  1. Kristina Silverman says

    I will point you to a post in my…ahem….OLD and inactive blog….where we were buried in boxes too. To start off our homeschool day, we said the pledge to a flag printed on the side of a moving box because I couldn’t find our homeschool box. http://silvermaniacentral.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html

    I remember learning that there’s no such thing as an “educational emergency” Your kids won’t suffer damage because they don’t learn a particular thing on Monday and it has to wait until Friday. Perhaps a study on “maps” and have kids draw their new surroundings….map of where they walked, a map of all the firehydrants in the neighborhood (for the dog walk 🙂 ) etc. Hang in there.

  2. Ugh…I shudder at how vivid the memories of unpacking this past April are in my mind. Make sure that you get out every once in a while so that you don’t go looney. You’ve got to give yourself a break.

    …and if you are still unpacking in 4 weeks…just breathe. Mmmm-kay? You have no deadline. Heck, swim a few laps in the pool to de-stress….