Moving out and in

Well, sorry there are no pictures this time, but I wanted to do a quick post. Arizona is no longer our home sweet home (and just in time for rising temperatures). We have moved our job searching post to Logan, Utah so we can be near family until Eric gets a job and we move somewhere far away. Our move was fairly uneventful. We had lots of great help from friends in Arizona, especially with the kids while we were packing. We packed two boxes on Tuesday and the rest on Wednesday and Thursday. We had about 12 people show up to help us load up the truck! It was great. We now know one of two things: a) we have a lot of great friends or b) a lot of people are anxious to see us move out. We think it is more of (a)! In any case, we really appreciate all the help. We got most of the truck packed in 1 hour! The rest of the house (all those little odds an ends that end up in the "miscellaneous" boxes are a pain! We definitely did not have a place for everything and have everything in its place. I actually labeled one of my boxes "A place for everything". We fit our entire household into one small basement room at Eric's grandmother's house (minus our furniture which went in her basement family room which hardly ever gets used).
Then, after passing our inspection in the morning (which was a miracle considering they turned the water off at 9:00, so we had no water to clean with and we had to send Eric to the store to get Clorox wipes) we took off for St. George. Speaking of saints, the kids were angelic the whole way! They happily played with toys and slept. We had a movie ready for a back-up for Elia, but didn't even use it. On Saturday, after staying Friday night at my sister's house in St. George, we left for the drive for Logan. About 1 hour into our trip we decided to get gasoline. About one minute before we stopped at the station, Ethan started crying. I thought he had hit himself or that Elia had taken a toy. I opened the back door to get him out and he was COVERED (and that is not an understatement) with puke. I guess feeding him a whole banana and half a muffin and yogurt (blueberry to be exact) was a little too much for him because it ALL came up. So, I bathed the poor child in the restroom bathroom sink, which luckily was a very nice and clean facility, (while a female trucker commented that she wished she could do the same), washed out his car seat and straps and dried him with paper towels. We then continued on to Logan with no incidences. We had a bunch of help moving our stuff out of the truck in Logan on Saturday night and pretty much collapsed from the entire ordeal.
Today we went to church after digging through boxes to find our clothes and had a nice family dinner. It is nice to see everyone, and while we hope we aren't here too long, it is nice to be around family. Elia has fallen right back in with her cousins and has a great time with them. We start life again tomorrow back to job searching and.... well, whatever else we fill the 16 hours of the day with. More to come when life is more interesting!!!