We became Texans. Okay maybe not Texans but residents of Texas. We signed the contracts on our house, the movers delivered all but one missing box, had new furniture delivered, and started our new adventure. We didn't know what to expect and were hopeful we had made the right decision. Peyton entertained the movers with an array of dress-up clothes since it was the first box they found. Landree was a new walker and loved running up and down the foyer surprising Brian since she didn't walk before he left a month before. We almost doubled our house size and didn't think we would ever fill it up.
Now two years later, we know that moving here was one of the best decisions we have made for our family. The girls are doing great and we have some how figured out how to fill this house- not always with what I want. Peyton's school is better than we could ever have imagined. We have great friends and a wonderful church family.
Here are the girls just a week after we moved. They have changed and matured so much in that time.
Landree saw it and asked why we had pulled all her teeth. I guess she didn't realize she wasn't born with them.
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