We are one step closer to being moved. Yesterday our belongings made their way to the port of Baltimore to start their journey to Casablanca.
The day started bright and early and noisy. The sound of packing tape being rolled out echoed in the living room. The voices of JR and JR rose and fell throughout the day. The phone rang, the I-Pad rang, the door slammed. The hand truck made trip after trip down the long hallway towards the loading dock as boxes were hauled onto the van. Eleven boxes in all carrying dolls, clothes, toys, books, food, and tidbits from "home" rode one last time through the streets of DC and crossed the border into MD. One last time.