Our neighbors are moving to Hawaii. Although this sounds like a dream come true (and I'm sure it will be!), it makes me a little sad. They moved in the week Hannah was born. I met them as they were coming off the moving truck; I was taking Hannah on her very first walk at exactly one week old. I stopped and talked to them and they introduced themselves as Jenni and Michael. They also told me that they were adopting a little girl from Guatamala, her name was going to be Sarah, and she was already a few months old. I thought how fortunate it was to have a little girl the same age as my little girl. They began playing with each other on occasion as toddlers and ended up in the same preschool class where they became "best friends" with each other and another sweet little girl named Caroline, who happened to be adopted from China. Here are the three of them at the end of the school year:

Anyway, Sarah and Hannah became good friends and I was thinking that they may grow up to be the best of friends since we were neighbors. I expected them to play together, ride the bus together, and grow up together. However, they had the opportunity to move to Hawaii - something Jenni and Michael really wanted - and with the market in its current state, the timing seemed right. They sold their house quickly, and today, they are leaving. We helped them pack up the last of their things. Here are the final pictures of Hannah, Hailey, Sarah, and her brother MJ.

I know they will love living in Hawaii, but they will be missed!