We're moving!!!

So about 6 weeks ago Ben and I had a crazy idea - let's make our lives way more insane then they already are - let's sell the house!!! So we got our realtor over here and checked everything out and a week later we had it up. A week and a half later we had an offer (way low) we countered and they decided to let it fall through. Another week and half went by and we got another offer (on my birthday! and it was cash (we like cash) but they wanted to close in two weeks (we also like time to get things packed.)) Even though things would be super rushed we decided this was the offer that really couldn't get any better. So we accepted and now are 3 days away from closing. So far everything has gone pretty smoothly. Our inspection came back with only a few problems that we are able to get fixed. And we have most of our stuff packed - we just need to move the big stuff into storage.
We're not sure what we're going to do from here. We've talked about building but where ever we go we have to be in by the summer because Alex starts Kindergarten this year and we want time for him to make friends. We feel that this was a good decision for our family, no matter how far away my sanity has run. But where ever we do land it will be where we need to be and we just keep telling that to ourselves over and over and over :)

What can I do?

What do I do with a boy who takes a cat, locks the cat and himself in a bathroom and then combs toothpaste into the cat's hair with his toothbrush? But who the day before was so stinkin' cute, wanted people to play "Hide and Peek" with him.

My non-dancers

So I've tried for years to get Ben to go dancing with me. Every time he seems to find a way out of it. So when we found out the city has a family Valentines dance I told him we were going to it and he would have to have fun. Well the first two years he secretly planned things so they "happened" to be on the same day as the dance, but this year I made sure he wasn't going to get out of it. I even started telling the boys that we were going out dancing. Alex must have gotten Ben's non-dancing genes cause for 3 days all I heard was, "Mom, I can't dance with you. I'll just sit on the chairs with Aunt Lindsey."
So we got there and I couldn't believe how many people were there. More than I thought would show up to a city sponsored event. They had a live band (which rocked!) and cookies (the boys LOVED!) and fun streamers and balloons everywhere. So I finally got Ben onto the dance floor and realized why he had been putting this off for so long lol. I think we'll be signing up for some dance classes soon. But we had a great time. I even got Alex out there and we boogied! On our way home Alex said, "Mom, that wasn't so bad."