Saying Goodbye is Hard

 The same day as the library's summer reading party our eight year old's friend moved away.  Hard to tell from these pictures, but he is 11 (on the right).  He moved to Denver.  This just a week before we had to say goodbye to our daughter.

He just lived up the street, so the boys were always together.  It was hard for the eight year old, but he's done well since, and hasn't seemed too upset by it.  He was more concerned with not having anyone left on the street to play with.  The two boys who lived right next to his best friend moved out at the same time.  He has other friends he plays with now, so it's all good, I guess.  Anyway, I know this is an odd post for the blog, but I wanted to have a picture of him with his friend here since we print the blog into a book each year for a family yearbook.