I watched the new episode last night where they move into a larger house since the large number of children in their family are becoming larger children and need more space.
Of course, now that the decision has been made that we will be moving, my time (and definitely mental energy) has been revolving around the logisitics of “how” to get this done smoothly, efficiently, and with keeping balance for the kids.
That was not the show to watch right before going to sleep. I tossed and turned all night last night thinking about how many times I saw Jon running up and down the stairs, how many beds he was taking apart, moving himself, and reassembling at the new house. Never once did he say anything about losing the bolts or screws. If you think about how many tiny pieces of hardware that is for that number of beds, that is an astounding feat in and of itself. Plus, the whole time you are seeing adorable children running around this great new yard with their toy trucks and exploring their new world.
I have a new perspective thanks to the documented misery of the Gosselin family:
-I have only 2 children.
-My husband’s company will be moving us; hopefully, eliminating much of the need for me or my husband to deal with little, tiny pieces of hardware. (Not our forte, we admit it.)
-Kate was away on some sort of business trip up to the actual day they were moving. Not me – no business trip – I’m just a SAHM.
-Did I mention? I have 2 children.