This is what a best friend looks like. Samantha and Abby, two peas in a pod. And as tradition seems to dictate my kids lose their best friends at the wee age of 4. Our little Abby is moving (in 3 days). It's a double whammy for us, her mother is also one of my best friends. We got to spend the day helping them pack (side note: just notice my son Nathan sitting "inside" the back cushion of our couch, stuffing coming out everywhere, geez louise.) Anyway back to packing. It's good to be able to help friends out when they really need you. It was actually a pretty fun and crazy day.
Samantha is going to be so sad (well I think she already is). The reality of the move is here and she knows her days are numbered. She has had a hard week and has been quite grumpy. Not old enough to understand that she really needs to enjoy her last days with Abby.
We love our Forsyth friends and will miss them sooooooo much :(