Well, everything fit into our PODS, barely. When the movers showed up they expressed great doubts about all our stuff fitting. I threatened to not give them the cookies I made if they didn't get it all in there. It was packed to the gills. I don't think we could have fit one more box, no matter how large or small. Our car was all packed super tight too. Then one loooong drive later and we made it to Utah. We are trying to get settled in so we feel like we live here rather than just on vacation. And my dad has even agreed that we need to get high-speed internet while we're there. They've been using dial-up since the internet was created.
Our main adventure thus far has been Alex stepping on a nail in the backyard. He was crying that his foot hurt because he had stepped on a blueberry. He thought the blood on the bottom of his shoe was from a blueberry. It was cute in a sad way. Then when we were cleaning up his foot I found something had leaked in our medicine box. In an attempt to identify the offending medicine bottle, I tasted what was in the bottom of the box. Well, it wasn't medicine. It was hydrogen peroxide. I tasted just a teesy bit on the tip of my finger, but it was enough to make my throat feel super raw. So between Alex getting tetanus and me burning a whole in my esophagus, it's been an exciting first day.