Both physically & mentally, this move was the hardest thing that I have ever had to do. And through all the turmoil, I was just so thankful that the Lord sent me so many signs of hope and moments of laughter. : )
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The day before we left, we actually saw a MONARCH butterfly in our yard on its journey south! I have NEVER seen one of these in our yard before, they're usually only tiger swallowtails and a few blue-tipped swallowtails in addition to a rare painted lady.
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Annie was also a hoot almost every day by wanting to try on my "inside shoes" all the time.
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These pictures remind me SO much of
Oma as a little girl standing in her own Grandma's shoes.

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BUT, the greatest joy for Annie has to be feeding "tee-toll kitty cat." We would feed Tickle for about two hours a day with these little circle "snacks" that were actually little wooden
velcro circles that went to a Melissa & Doug birthday cake set. Annie would put one in
Tickle's mouth and then, as she leaned down to grab another one, I would spit that first one back into the pile. And so it continued for hours each day. : )
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And, don't get me wrong, there was plenty of snuggling with Tickle as well.
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Then there was the thrill of Leia Rose's life (and Heidi's as well) to be able to ride in the BACK of Grandpa's pickup truck for a REALLY long ride, . . . from Heidi's house to our own, . . . a whole four houses away. Ha! ; )
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And even though it was 4 AM when I took these pictures (did you notice the time of the post?), I just HAD to document this. For the last month, whenever I would take Annie out of her
carseat in the garage, she would look up at this (dirty) window there and say, "
Buh-
Buh Bee" (meaning "Bumblebee." Why she thought this little spot of dirt (bird poop?) on the window was a flying insect, I'll never know, . . . but I sure enjoyed Annie's imagination!
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And here is the very last image I will ever have of our home in Chapel Hill, . . . and if asked about the most touching memory I will always say that it is the place where I brought all of my children home after being born.
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