I’ve been either too tired to clean/pack (someone in this house has been getting up for two hours each night for the past few days) or trying to avoid the entire situation. Mentally, I’m all ready moved, and physically I’m in a state of denial.
On Monday we went out to Presque Isle to see the beach for the first/last time. There was lots of wind, but otherwise, it was a really nice day. H had fun squishing his hands into the sand over and over and over. Very cute.
And because it’s the 4th of July, I give you virtual fireworks. (Picture is from a few years ago.)
p.s.- there has been knitting, but it’s all secret stuff, so no pictures for now 😦