Still a lot to be done around the house. I mailed off a total 41 boxes through UPS and am expecting them to trickle in sometime next week. That will be bitch to unpack; as much as it was to pack. If only I had the ability to part with the unessential, but I'm a nostalgist at heart and parting with things, persons, anything is heart-wrenching for me. Bah.
Dylan gets to stay home for a while, and while he does, leaves a trail of mess: Hot Wheels to trip on, Legos to crunch under foot, scrunched up tissues with pizza sauce and bits of cheese, upside down tables and chairs, puddles of milk and juice, and in between all, we have a ball!
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