We were helping my sister-in-law move this weekend and it reminded me how much I consider myself fortunate that I didn’t have to do a lot of moving while growing up. Then I reached my early 20s and made up for all of that lack of packing, and sometimes it feels like I haven’t stopped!
Okay, I know he’s not a baby anymore, but my youngest is still THE baby. No matter what, all my boys will always be MY babies. I think most parents will understand.