We are packing our house.
The house we bought just a few weeks shy of our wedding date.
The house I slept in alone for those few weeks until we were one.
The house we came home to from our trips to the Bahamas, Hong Kong, Minneapolis, Malaysia, Chicago, & Georgia.

We are packing our house.
The house we brought our first, tiny newborn son home to.
The house he learned to sit in and crawl in and walk in.
The house he now, at 2 1/2, jumps ALL over and goes on horsey rides with Daddy and makes tents with Mommy and ropes polar bears from our bed.

We are packing our house.
After 6 years, our first 6 years, we are packing our house.

Thank you, Lord, for all that a house can hold.