This is where I find him every morning. A comforting constant in the chaos that is moving.... is going to stop me from doing my piano practice. Not even the packing boxes. No piano stool? ... just do it standing up of course. Just packed up the entire play room, on the weekend, and I hear the almighty noise of the 'Bionicle Lego Box' being up-ended, all over the floor. A kid's still gotta play..... even when you're moving.
Oh, how I love him. You play sweetheart.