Thursday, May 26, 2011

So Long, Farewell, auf Wiedersehen, Good Night...


We are hardly the von Trapp family singers (unless you count our very harmonious renditions of Elmo's Song), but the sentiment is the same. The kids watched today as our stuff, all bazillion pounds of it, were loaded into eight shipping crates and sent on their way. The house positively echoes and, we all agree, looks considerably smaller empty.

Harry was eager to help the movers and we gave him some things to carry - one of which it turns out was the front page of The Washington Post, so we have inadvertently created our own little time capsule. If our stuff washes up on some remote island, Tom Hanks will have some reading material and I'm sure be very grateful, thought he may be a bit baffled by the photo of Obama playing ping pong).

We are wheels-up on June 5, it seems so soon.

1 comment:

Bill said...

Goodbye, Potty Mouths. Am sure you will flourish in England's Green and Pleasant Land. I think it would be fine if Prince Harry came back with a plummy English accent, and Princess Charlie with a Doolittle Cockney twang. Paul's vocabulary will undoubtedly increase and Leef will become more even eloquent.

Be sure to take out absentee ballots and vote in the 2012 elections. =Bill=