Wordless Wednesday: The Six-Year-Old gets homesick
Last night, as I was tucking The Six-Year-Old into bed in her new room, she sighed.
The Six-Year-Old, sadly: “I want to be home.”
Mommyo, curiously: “Where is home?”
The Six-Year-Old: “Home is where the bookshelves are.”
(Because we anchored the bookshelves to the wall of our Norwood home during an extended bout of child-proofing years ago, we had to leave them behind when we moved.)
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2 Responses to “Wordless Wednesday: The Six-Year-Old gets homesick”
i’ll get started on the new batch. poor wee TSYO.
Thanks! No need to start yet, though, as we are only staying in our current place a year and don’t know where we will land next year. Although it’s a safe bet we will need shelves. Lots of shelves…