Well, it's begun--the infamous move. Today a couple friends came and claimed the stove, washing machine, and a couch. Afterward, we moved out our table and chairs, Brooklyn's bed (except the mattress), the kid's table, and lots of boxes full of household items, toys, clothes, etc. I'm worn out from simply gathering and boxing, so I can only imagine how Jason feels after handling the bulk of the heavy lifting!
It was interesting to watch the kids react to the chaotic situation. For a few minutes Brooklyn ran around the apartment saying, "Oh no! Oh no! What are we going to do? Why are they taking all of our stuff?" Then, in a truly Polyanna moment, a huge smile spread across her face and she said, "That's okay. Now we have more room to play house."
May we all learn to keep on the sunny side of life.