We started packing which of course is never fun. And it's very evident that if Abel and I worked for a moving company, we'd both be fired. Me, for packing too many small things in a large box making it too heavy. Abel, for taking too many breaks.
Bella is starting to realize her toys are disappearing and she have been walking around the house with an arm full of toys. When we go places, she drags several with her and crys if we make her leave them in the car. It'll be like Christmas for her when we start unpacking (in like three weeks!!).
Here is Bella's class picture. Look how small she is compared to everyone else in her class. The age range is from 2-3, so she should be about the middle of the class but she's definitely the smallest. What a terrible picture--don't the teachers look like they've had a rough day? Picture day can never be fun...
This is the best picture she's taken for school pictures. She looks so old! I'm a little disappointed that they didn't put her bow back in her hair after they brushed it. Look how cute her little teeth are (don't put your fingers in there!).