2 Heartbreaks in 2 Days

We spent our weekend with the families since they had furniture, food, and fun.  Everybody had a great time, and then the party was over because we had to get back home and prepare for our stuff to be delivered by the movers. 

We told Wyatt we were home and walked in the door.  Lots of crying with big tears.  This place isn't a home.  There are no fun people here.  There is no furniture.  We have to eat Subway sandwiches.  He looked so saaaad.  I had the same feelings. Broke my heart a tiny bit.  We came back with 2 garbage bags full of toys from a cousin and he recovered just fine. 

The movers arrived yesterday morning pretty early.  3.5 hours later our house and garage were full of B O X E S!  We made a dent in the boxes.  While I was trying to cook dinner and Hunter was trying to unpack some boxes, we let Wyatt play in all the kitchen cabinets.  Well there was screaming and lots of blood.  He was playing in the food processor and cut his finger on the blade.  Blood all over his clothes, my clothes, the floor.  I couldn't see how bad the cut was because of the amount of blood.  Bad Mama! I should have thought about that. 

We finally got the bleeding stopped.  The cut was not too bad.  He was acting just fine in an hour and likes to talk about his Bo-Bo and get kisses.  Yikes. Have to child proof while unpacking. Heart break #2.

I have done zero unpacking today, but caught up on work and Wyatt had a superb nap.  Here is a 6 second video with scenes from the new house thanks to Vine.  I am going to show you the mess out of the kindness of my heart.  Maybe I will do a better tour when we are unpacked and organized in a month or seven.