Move it, Move it, Move it.

If there could be a theme song for the day, it was Madagascar's Move it, Move it, Move it.

The house began to look like a home today.

Aunt Pagie, Uncle Jimmy, Momma, and I accomplished a lot. Daddy helped too. Only Kat and I did stuff last night also.

Boxes were emptied. Solutions made. Decorations placed. Frames hung.

Laughter was heard. Meals were shared.


I don't think it could have gone better or been more enjoyable.

Moral of the Story: That's what I love about my family. Whatever the task, we create our own enjoy-ability. Quite a great thing.