Oh right. The blog.
Really, it’s not the baby. It’s this MOVE.
You kind of don’t realize how much stuff you have until you have to deal with every single bit of it.
My mom flew out here on Thursday, so we’ve been spending a ton of time sorting, packing, shipping, and organizing. I think we’ll actually make this thing happen.
Plus, we’re forced to spend many hours a day talking about how ridiculously darling this baby is. And that kind of work doesn’t do itself.