October 1, 2012 by CassieCravings
We are in the process of moving. We are buying our first house and are feeling all of the excitement and stresses that come with such a big step for our family.
Just a few days ago, we were in the process of moving boxes. One mountain of boxes in our old house gradually became another mountain of boxes in our new house.
We were sweaty, our arms ached, and we were happy. Eli bounced from room-to-room declaring each one as his own. He somersaulted through the empty rooms and raced his tricycle from one end to the next.
We were beginning to wind down our box marathon, when I noticed a collection of neighbors standing outside of the house.
I began my rounds of “How are you?” and “Yes, it is a nice neighborhood.” Each neighbor was introduced and their homes pointed out.
One neighbor smiled and said, “So, you have kids.”
I replied, “Oh yes,we have one. Little Eli is 2 1/2. He is…” I turned to find him.
And there he stood, his pants and his choo-choo train underwear hanging about his ankles. His hands were on his hips and he laughed at the breeze tickling his bare skin. His grin stretched from ear-to-ear as he exclaimed, “Look, Mama! I tee-tees the grass.”
Yes, perfect little suburban neighborhood with houses all in a row, we are moving in. And we’re bringing the 2 year-old with us.