Tonight we spent the evening as a family, saying goodbye to Grandpa & Gramby's home. It was sad to say goodbye to a home that has brought us all so many wonderful memories, but they are moving a couple of miles closer to us and we know that we will have many fun times and make new memories at their new home. We laughed and talked and reminisced about the past 20(?) years that this home has been in our family. My 8-year-old shared her own memories with us -- like the time that she and Gramby made the gingerbread house for Christmas and Griffin, the dog, ate it! We took some pictures, and walked around the house and the yard one last time. My girl was feeling a little sad, saying goodbye, but Gramby told her that it's not the house that's important, it's the people and the memories that we keep with us. On the way home my girl said, "I'll miss this house!" And I said, "I know, but I bet you'll love their new house!" And my girl said, "Oh, I know I will -- because it will have Grandpa and Gramby in it!"