Apparently the son packed everything....
Ready for Occupants....
"I picked the smallest crate Mom, can I ride alone, huh? Huh? Can I?"
The sun set on our latest home....
The son was hungry so he made frozen onion rings. The package said to separate the rings on the pan. Should I be worried....
The wreath made it through it through the move, no plug outside so it found a home on a door knob.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS.