OK. After viewing and reading my cleaver cousins and sisters blogs, I decided to get on board. (I hope I don't make anyone bored). But, what a great way to keep up with everyone and keep a family journal at the same time. So here goes. Our life has been in transition for the past year. At least more then normal transition. We are always in transition it seems, this year though besides the normal adjustments that are made from growing children, we moved. It wasn't a normal move but a move to a barn. Our house wasn't finished, and the school year was starting so we thought rather than move the children from schools we would just begin where we were going to end up. So we moved. Every child got a Rubbermaid tote and that was all they were allowed to bring. We moved into a garage barn that had a bathroom (barely) and no kitchen, but a kitchen sink. Slowly after about two weeks we were able to get things so that we had what we needed, including warm water. We were off on an adventure. We thought it would only last about four weeks but instead it lasted four months. I'm glad when we started we didn't know for how long it would be or I think I might have given up before we began. The children were great sports. There was one room for the girls. (Dad's shop we tried to hide the table saw and drills). The main room was the great room/mudroom/entry/kitchen/laundry room/boys bedroom. We had some cheap hide-a-bed couches out there for them. There was one real bedroom that was off the bathroom where Dan,Lisa and the baby slept. It worked great when we started out because it was August and it was warm, but as the temperatures changed so did our sleeping arrangement, because Dan's shop had no heat. So, by the end every night we would roll out the roll aways for the girl and our great room turned into wall to wall beds. It was cozy to say the least. Finally one week before Christmas we were able to move into our new home. Now there is a room for everything. I miss that barn though. When I go down there now it seems so lonely. It was so full of life and people before. Now, its just empty feeling. Isn't it crazy that it doesn't matter where we live just who we are with, that's what makes someplace a home. Even an over crowded barn.