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Your Child Moves to a New House

Your Child Moves to a New House

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Every page, starring our demo kid — this role goes to your child.

  1. 1

    The big boxes are here, stacked as tall as a wall! Your Child gets a little box too — pat, pat — covered all over with stickers. Stars, bunnies, one shiny rocket. Done!

  2. 2

    The most special things move into the little box: Bunny, the shiny stone, and the red leaf from the park. Each one is tucked in gently. "Snug and safe in there, everyone."

  3. 3

    "Thank you, window, for all that sunshine." Your Child gives the windowsill a gentle pat. Tiny specks of dust twirl in the sunbeam, as if the window is waving back.

  4. 4

    "Thank you, wall, for remembering how tall I grew." One fingertip touches the very highest pencil mark. Then a slow little wave at the door. "Goodbye, little room. I'll miss you."

  5. 5

    In the living room, the boxes pile into a mountain! Hugging the little box, Captain Your Child climbs all the way to the top. "Land ahead! Full speed to the new house!"

  6. 6

    Beep beep — off we go! The little box rides on Your Child's lap, safe and snug. Together they watch the clouds race by the window. "That one looks like our new house!"

  7. 7

    The new house is big and empty, and even voices sound strange here — hello… hello-o… Your Child stands small in the doorway and hugs the little box tight. The box feels warm and familiar.

  8. 8

    "Hello!" "...llo! ...llo!" The empty room talks back! And the stairs go boom-boom under every step! One more shout, one more stomp — this strange new house likes to play, too!

  9. 9

    The new room has a big window — with a whole tree outside, waving its green leaves hello! The little box opens, and out come the treasures, one by one. Bunny gets the best spot on the windowsill.

  10. 10

    Goodnight, new room. The sticker box keeps watch beside the bed, and the tree outside rustles a soft lullaby. Home, it turns out, comes along wherever you go.