The Great Easter Move

Our daughter purchased a home so we spent Easter weekend helping her move. It went like this.

She got her keys.

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I rode Max to her apartment with a hand truck.

Third floor fun with an elevator.

Game changer. We could load this up instead of taking multiple trips.

Oops. Returned to the apartment to find we forgot some items.

Caught the Easter Vigil as we traveled back and forth. And Sunday Mass, also.

Mission Accomplished!

Easter dinner was take out on the floor. There wasn’t silverware included, so remembering the dirty dishes in Sarah’s car, we scraped together these. Her boyfriend took the knife.

And in other news, our son became a fourth generation blood donor.