In one of my earlier posts I talked about how I live with my parents. This happened before my oldest was born. My husband and I came on hard times and so we moved into my parents' place.
It has had its ups and downs. My oldest is a big Bumpa's girl so the move is gonna affect her I am sure.
I am finding I hate moving more than I ever did. My girls have acquired a lot of stuff. I keep getting more and more boxes and it just never ends.
Then there is the trying to explain to the girls that the things mommy puts into the boxes needs to stay in them. I feel like a broken record.
The sad thing about this, is that when I get to the house I will need to unpack it all and organize it.
We definitely will not be moving for awhile I am sure. At least if I can help it.
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