Our house feels like quicksand. We went over this morning, thinking it wouldn't take long to finish up a few small details. Two truckloads and one ice storm later, we're a baby step closer, but finished still looks pretty far off.And the packing piles and to-do lists grow while the clock ticks down: tomorrow, it's exactly one week until we get on the plane.
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I like this picture very much, mostly because it is kind of symmetrical. Is Trevor emerging? Or is Trevor being sucked IN? Maybe both? What is the sound of a fridge box burping?
Love you guys,
Antie Evan
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