Movement
We’ve had a lot of it. Movement. Movers came yesterday. Small moving truck today to take our “DO NOT DESTROY” stuff (if you are following we said adios to the 5×8 trailer and upgraded to a small truck). A lot of moving going on in the house as we to and fro and clean. We moved our tooshes as we traversed through Disney last week and 53 other things prior. Moving officially to DC on Friday to a friend’s house. Then eventually we’ll move into our “new” house. And someday our household goods will arrive in 4 to 6 weeks and we can really move in.
The checklist is pretty well checked off. And, well, that moves me.
But this is really about what my 6 year old said. You see tonight we watched Disney’s Hercules–and while my son took a shower I heard him singing some rendition of this from the movie:
I have often dreamed
Of a far-off place
Where a great warm welcome
Will be waiting for me.
I am on my way
I can go the distance
I don’t care how far
Somehow I’ll be strong
I know ev’ry mile
Will be worth my while…
(His version had a lot of different words than this:)
So I say to him that it’s a great song and he says– “That’s what we do when we move Mom. We are tough stuff and we go all over and do new things.”
Oh my gosh I parented right.
See you in DC.
~Jen
