Packastrophy....

Our home is a war zone. Things everywhere. We're saying goodbye to our lovely family and a bunch of good friends. It feels sad. And yesterday I received an e-mail from Lovisas old daycare saying that they really miss her and want to have her for a day to say goodbye. How sweet is that? So on Thursday she's going to the daycare to spend some time with her old friends and say goodbye. And it's pretty nice to get a chance to pack without Lovisa unpacking or taking the boxes all the time...

 Our bedroom, not so cozy anymore...

Lovisa playing hide and seek...

I try to think of it as "au revoir" more than goodbye. Then it feels a bit better. I explained to Lovisa that we're leaving, moving to Sweden and taking the airplane there. She said "wow"! And then "look a squirrel!" (it actually was a squirrel on our terrace but that's not very unusual because the whole city of Montreal is overflowing of squirrels!). So, she doesn't seem to bother about moving. It's going to be OK. Maybe a bit hard and exhausting but OK.

Soon to be Swedish girls!

Montreal we're going to miss you!