Last Night

19 December 2012
We're sleeping in our home, our very lovingly established home, for the last night.

But our last night is stark contrast to our peaceful first night. Back then, we indulged in our newfound freedom. Today, it is total chaos. Mad chaos. The kids enjoyed themselves play-pretending to live in a castle with boxes piled up high as castle walls. Fights are expected and they happen too often. Then someone comes crying in pain, or anger. That's usually AN. Because ER is indeed rough.

It really gets on my nerves!

Every move is different:

When AN was 1, we moved to Tucson. Packing was tedious but my parents could easily entertain her.

When AN was 3, we moved back. She was old enough and packing was only dreadful because we had lots of things.

This time, she's 5 and ER's 2. It's harder than ever! I don't even know how much harder.

So hard we are past bedtime but still I dare not stop packing.

Just wish for it to be over soon!