Last week, we stopped by our town home for one of the last times to mop the floors. We peeked in all the empty rooms, hearing our voices echo. Its bittersweet saying goodbye to our cute little home - the very first one we owned! We put a whole lot of blood, sweat, and tears into it, so it's sad to see it go, but we are thrilled for our new little adventure.
Some of our dearest friends threw us a little going away party - and when I arrived I just about burst into tears. I love my village. We spent many mornings pushing strollers up and down hills, chaseing kids at the park, discussing the ups and downs of motherhood and pregnancy, and four of us all have babies just weeks apart! I adore these ladies + their families, and we're scheming ways to get them all down to St. George with us. ;)
Our evening was filled with amazing food (!!!), dessert, s'mores, flying the drone (totally awesome), and the kids all ran around together until it fell dark. The sunshine was truly a tender mercy from God, it was the perfect evening. Even after sunset, the kids put in a movie and the adults all chatted outside...until way past all of our bedtimes. Ha!
So grateful for this little village of ours. Truly the greatest gift of living here the last three years. We're so blessed to have the sweetest of friends!