Then we had kids.
Now our table serves a different purpose. Often, it is my sewing station. Today....a packing depot. This is what happens when you plan a road trip with children. For days on end I have been gathering necessities and squirrelling them on the table. Now we have 30 hours left before the rubber hits the road and we head to Myrtle Beach.
I bet my table is looking forward to our departure.
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