This is the view from the entry of the apartment we lived in for the past two years.
This is where the Bean grew from a five pound baby ball into a giggling toddler. Her first steps were here. Her first words too.
This is where her sister was conceived. Where the Bug had her first bath. Her first bite of cereal.
The Boy had three birthdays here. Two years of homeschooling. One and a half broken bones. Lots of growing up.
Mabel the dog is buried in the back.
As glad as I am to be out of there, I can't help feeling a little sad. It was our home.
Going to go unpack,