We're still homeless. Hopefully tomorrow we'll be able to move in. Poor Ellery. This morning she says to me in tears, "mama, want to go home." Bless her little heart. With everything going on, no one stopped to explain to HER what was going on. I'm setting up the girls room the exact same way it was in Bellingham, hoping that familiarity will help ease the stress of all the change. Tomorrow "preschool" starts for both the girls, so they'll get immersed right away...and I'll get a chance to unpack a box or two.
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It is just so pitiful to hear you explain Ellery like that. It just wants to make me cry.
Merri
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