Day 6: Cooking Class

We arrived in Texas and hit the ground running!  The girls were signed up for a cooking class so I signed Pumpkin up to go with them.  He wasn't the minimum age for the class, but I figured he could handle it.  Plus, his older cousins would be there to help him out if necessary.

The girls told me later that an older boy was teasing Pumpkin on their 1st day, but they "took care" of the problem.  Hehehehe.  It's nice having someone watching out for you.  ;)

Day 2: Moving to Texas

Day 2: Barring any more unplanned trainspotting stops, our goal is to actually get out of Colorado today. Last night, we took a detour to see the RBBB Circus Train in Colo Spgs. Then this morning, we decided to visit the Pueblo RR Museum on the spur of the moment. We saw some pretty cool trains including this CO-WY loco and an experimental levitated train (TLRV) from the 70's. Picture of that one to come. :)

Sep 29, 2010: As promised, here are more pictures of that weird floating contraption we saw in Pueblo.

  

Day 1 of Leaving Colorado: The Countdown to Houston Begins

Day 1: Who knew it would take us 3 hours to clear out of our hotel suite? And that was just the precursor to vacating our own house. It was past dinnertime by the time we were ready to leave. We were so tired after packing and cleaning that we could've just stayed in town 1 more night. We decided, instead, to drive a bit further out and spend the night in Pueblo & be that much closer to our destination.

We're Movin' Out

After a month of madness and mayhem, the movers arrived to pack up our stuff and lug it off.  In a span of 3 days, everything that had made our house a home was gone leaving only an empty shell behind.  And our cars, which we weren't moving to Texas right away.  It was weird.  Much weirder than it felt when we left Houston.  I think knowing that we would definitely never be moving back to Denver contributed to the general feeling of weirdness...and overall sadness.

That weekend, we had a farewell party with our mom's/play group.  I'd started the playgroup when we first arrived in Denver, and since group activity was no longer what it had been when our kids were younger, and we were leaving, I'd decided it was time to pull the plug.  So, the farewell party was as much for the group as it was for us.