Am I home, or am I back? Odd question, but one I'm sure I'll ask myself everytime we leave "home" (WI) and come back "home" (our current residence). Today was the day and it was hard on all of us. LIttle Ana just understands too much now. We weren't more than 20 mintues away when she started asking for Nana's house and crying when she was told, "Nana's house is all done, we're going home now." It broke my heart. However, she also is having a hard time dealing with Daddy not being with us all that much, and is telling us that "Ana no love daddy", "daddy make Ana sad" so we need to get our family back together and on track. It's just too hard on a little girl so full of love and understanding.
So....given the circumstances the drive south was not quites as smooth on the one up north. It took us 3 more hours, many more stops and not too much laughter, but Ana and Taylor are both troopers so we survived and are all glad to be back in our own beds and our own house (Ana ran from room to room at 2:00 AM this morning checking her memories for accuracy...she remembered it all and was glad to have it back...even noticed some of the changes Daddy made while we were away)...until the next move, right?!?!?!?!?!?!?!???!
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