Nessa Dee, you would be sadly mistaken and so will my little one. Gavin would have more luck if his daddy stepped in to help although I can draw a pretty mean stick figure. I digress.
No, we are actually packing everything up to move in approximately two weeks. It's been fun in the country for the past three years, but look out city, err suburb life, here we come. Cue the theme song for Green Acres. And, if that were not enough, I am trying to put together Gavin's fourth birthday party for this weekend as long as figure out how to make Sunday feel equally special for the birthday boy and all of the fathers in our immediate family. And, I just received a call from the much sought after swim teacher that she has a cancellation and can teach Gavin the week we close on the house. I need a nap just typing all of that out.
I need to go make sure I didn't pack the birthday candles.