I moved my boxes into the dining room this week.
I say this week…it was really just the last couple of days.
I only packed while Baby K slept. The first day I got three boxes packed. She (uncharacteristically) only slept for an hour. The second day our tiny human slept for about three hours and I got five boxes packed.
Thing 1 decided we needed to pop some bubbly while I packed my grandmother’s china.
Packing up one’s life should be a celebration, and we treated it as such!
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Happy packing! 😍
PS: I’ve been reading “The Cat in The Hat” a lot lately, and I always think of you with Thing 1 and Thing 2. 🙃
Thank you, friend!
Awwww! I love love love that! ❤ Happy reading!
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Love this line–packing up one’s life should be a celebration, and we treated it as such!! That is one to remember and dwell on–a true ‘gem’ of a thought!
Thank you, Katie! ❤
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