It all started when my kids would go next door and peek through the bushes to see the new neighborhood kids. Finally, and I mean finally, they got the nerve to meet them. And from then on playing outside with their new friends is all they wanted to do. They moved this week. My kids ( and me too), especially Isabella, were very sad. Cried and cried and cried. But before they left I threw this little scrapbook together so that they could remember us. I have one for my kiddos too.
If you guys are reading this, we hope your long trip went smooth. And we hope you are settling in comfortably. We miss you and wish you all the best.