Ah, Natalie.
My daughter isn't what you'd call a light packer.
She always thinks of all the scenarios where she might need a certain item and decides, you know what, I'll bring it.
And that.
And that.
And THAT!
Which is why her pile to return to college looked like this:
She did not have this much when she came home for Winter Break. It grew. Why?
Well, it's finally getting cold in Texas, so she had to bring all her jackets. And she has several, thanks to Goodwill finds.
Then she has cute pajama sets, because she's in a communal bathroom and needs to be seen a matching ensemble. She has clothes she wears when she bloated. Dresses. Skirts. Shoes. Boots. Purses.
When we carried everything up to her dorm, it looked like this:
She insists she'll find space for it all. Thank goodness her roommate is understanding and knows how Natalie is.
I am going to miss her but I know she'll do amazing.
If you think Tommy is saying something encouraging or sweet, you are incorrect.
He was making sure she didn't want her leftover pizza. We had gone to Mod pizza to get energy before we moved her in. She didn't eat all her pizza and took the pieces to her dorm to have later. Tommy was making sure she truly wanted them. (She did.)
Tommy's college doesn't start until next week, and I'll move him in Wednesday. He has an orientation for his work study job Thursday and then he's acting in a short film Friday. So it'll be back to a quiet house.
But it's okay, because my daughter especially likes to pop back home when she's missing me. So I'll see them again soon.



















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