I’ll let my daughter, Virginia, and the images tell the story of this weekend.
Yesterday the movers came. I was sad and happy.
Me and Sofia were playing with the I-phone. Luke was taking a nap. Mark was watching, and Mama and Dada were helping.
I realized that I would probably NEVER see my house again. I kissed the wall.
Then me and Sofia went downstairs to do cartwheels. When I backed up, I forgot the couch wasn’t there. So I plopped down on the floor.
I thought how much I would miss my: friends, house, snow. But I was happy to think I would get to see a new place.
–Virginia (7 years)
“I kissed the wall” made me cry. What a treasurebox girl who wrote this story of your next adventure together.