Eight days and Counting...

I've been working on packing up Teag's room and it was fun to sneek a peek at the outfits from my shower that he's yet to grow into. Thus, the pumpkin costume in August. My mom got it for us (Thanks mom!!) and I was afraid that the costume wouldn't fit at Halloween so I had to put it on him and take pictures. He hated it at first, but I acted like a goofball to get him to smile for at least a couple pictures.



Teagan is such a trooper! He is cuter than ever and he follows his schedule like a champ! We love him to pieces!
Moving is so stressful. I want to have a garage sale since we are getting rid of so much so that we can make a little money instead of just giving everything to D.I., but it seems like it will be so much work! I'm trying to go through everything we have as I pack, trying to get rid of what we don't need. The problem is that I get rid of too much! I get into the zone and I loose all sentimental attachments. Zac has to stop me from getting rid of heartfelt gifts from people. I just hate junk, and if I don't use something at least once a week I feel like it's junk. I still have 8 days until we pull out so hopefully everything is packed by then.