A zillion things to do. I seem to be getting a little more capable of standing and walking as the morning progresses. Earlier, I thought I’d have to sit in the one chair we left in the house to watch Nate finish up packing and cleaning by himself.

We have to be out of here at 9 tonight.

Last night, I photographed our last bedtime ritual of stories and scripture reading in our house. It isn’t usually held in the dining room, but that’s where we did it.

I’m so ready for this to be over.