We are home!

It had been a quick, smooth move. Within two days we had driven from one state to another and were now almost settled in a new home.

Until I was tucking our three-year-old into bed, I had been feeling quite pleased about everything. But when she looked up at me, teary-eyed, and said, "I want to go home," I was appalled. I quickly assured her that she was home. This was her new home.

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