Boxes

Well it's happened... Our packing has commenced! It's surreal at that point even though I have been job hunting and we are in the process of buying a house... But are we really moving home? I mean we have talked about this for years and suddenly I feel like in a whirlwind it has started!! Charlotte was slightly confused about the packing. She was rather distraught that we were going to be putting her stuff in boxes. She felt it her duty to try and unpack the boxes Charlie was packing... Helpful Rubert. She must have a  phobia of small spaces because putting things in boxes has been an issue before for her. When her barbie got left at GaGa's house over Christmas I thought telling her grandma was gonna mail her in a box to us would help. Nope. This statement was met by an onslaught of tears and weeping stating "no barbie in a box! She be so scared!" Hmmmm... We will have to do her toy packing last and at night! 

Little Bethie wasn't impressed either by our getting a head start on the packing. Mostly because packing requires two hands and that means less time upright looking around for her. The child can stand up with minimal support and wears 6 month clothing comfortable!!! I swear I have to remind myself sometimes that I had her just 3 short months ago. Time flies. But she gives me one of her award winning smiles and everything is right in the world. So I guess I won't strap a brick on her head quite yet.