So you remember how I told you earlier this week that something didn't feel right and my stuff was disappearing? Well, there was reason for that (never doubt Baby's Intuition). Apparently, Mommy and Daddy put all our stuff in boxes and took it to a place called Omaha. We went there once before, but we didn't take near as much stuff. Daddy says this time we are going to live here for a while.
That got me thinking that it was an awful long way back to Daycare. Then I found out that I don't get to go back, and that makes me sad. Here is a picture of my last day (I'm the one in the mid-riff)
I mean, seriously, who am I going to hang out with all day? If Miss Ava and Miss Libby aren't there to give me bottles, I'm going to be really hungry when Mommy and Daddy get home from work. How am I going to have floor time with Emma and Avery if there is no Emma and Avery? Who is going to teach little Jayme the ropes when she gets bigger? What if I get replaced by another boy and the girls lose their majority? Who's going to change my diapers during the day... I'm going to freaking REEK.
And with Mommy and Daddy having to drive four hours to and from work every day, I'll NEVER see them.
I don't mean to dog on Omaha, but I have lived in Iowa City my whole life and have a lifetime's worth of memories there. Why do we have to leave my only home and all my friends behind?
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