Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Amber is back at home where she belongs. I'm so happy she's home. But the packing and unpacking is very, very, very stressful. I haven't really had to do much since i've been in pain, so i guess i'm a bit lucky. There's a lot we have to do before everything is unpacked and back to normal.

Luckily, i got pictures of everyone while we were moving. It was my job to bring comic relief, watch Ethan and take pictures. I think i did my job well.

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This is lynette pushing a HUGE shelf out of amber's craft room.

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you can kinda see how large it is in this picture.

Cullen was really scared the entire time because he isn't used to the apartment or that many people around. There was too much commotion. So he spent his time under the sink
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We wouldn't have done any of this without Cliff. We would probably still be in Rochester if it wasn't for him. He did all the carrying and heavy lifting.
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They put everyone to work. Even Ethan.
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He was pretty happy most of the time. Here he is laughing at something his dad was doing.
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Pictures from the moving process.
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It was hot, we were all tired and after a while, we all got pretty crabby. But we still managed to laugh about stuff. Like Lynette when she blew Pepsi out of her nose and it landed all over her pants.
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This is Lynette being crabby.
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Cliff was trying to make ethan laugh by running around him in circles. as you can tell, it was clearly working.
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I took a lot of pictures of Ethan.
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as the night went on however, Ethan stopped smiling and he would randomly tense up and make really funny faces. I was determined to get a good picture of him doing it. Well, about 25 pictures later... i got it.

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Ethan plays the trust game, where he will fall back and he wants you to catch him. I was laying down on the floor, and he was sitting next to me. I was about to sit up when all the sudden i notice he decided to play the trust game... only i was not there to catch him. Lucky, i have cat like instincts and i was able to catch him right before he hit the ground... he cried for a good half hour after that. I had to rock him to sleep. He was very, very tired.

Later that night i had to help dad change a tire at around 3 am. Then i came home, took a shower and went to bed. I slept until about noon and then went to help unload things. I got on my scooter and started to haul things. I got off for a bit and let lynette drive around for a bit.
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Then Mike came and i decided i needed to take a nap because i was in lots of pain. I took a pretty long nap, they came in a few times to wake me up because they missed me or whatever. So i finally got up. They decided we were going to play a game. By the time i got out of bed, they had gone next door. I was pretty pissed, i didn't want to have to walk all the way over there. I was in a lot of pain. so i limped over there any way and when i get over there i see them all standing in the living room looking for games. There was absolutely no room whatsoever for us to play over there. That meant i had to limp all the way back.

I had done a pretty good job about holding my temper over the previous 48 hours. I really think i did. Until i realized i would have to limp back next door.

They had no idea i was there... until i started yelling. I can't even remember what i said, but they started laughing and that made me even more mad.

There have been times in my life where i've gotten mad while either in my wheel chair or while i was in pain and i storm off. 2 occasions while in my wheel chair at school, i got angry and wheeled out of the classroom. I went to slam the door, but instead of the door shutting it hit my wheel and bounced off. I kind of forget that i'm not very intimidating. Yesterday i kinda did that. Only i was walking...very..very...very slow. I'm really not that intimidating.

Then julie punched me.

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