Henry went to bed before 6 tonight. All of this packing is really quite unsettling for him. I am making an effort tonight to get the den back into a semblance of order to help him with this time. Every room is in a state of extreme---packing and moving. I can only image what his sweet little 2 year old self must think!
I know how I feel at my ripe old age with all the changes that I have going on and I -sort of-understand what is happening. Well at a minimum I have the mental maturity to understand why there are so many changes. He does not have a clue! There's a huge stack of boxes in the dining room, his room is totally dismantled-along with Bubba's & Momma's room. It has to be stressful!