I got a call at 12:30 on Friday that we could pick up these:
We immediately snatched them up and went to OUR house.
My parents met us there with a basket of goodies, including a balloon for Annabel.
The balloon was all she needed to feel comfortable, and she started walking around like she owned the place.
We all toasted with sparkling cider:
Then we put Annie to work.
After all, those floors aren’t gonna clean themselves…and we have a lot to do to make this house our home.