It's been a bit light on the blogging front recently, and this time I have a cast-iron excuse - we've been moving house. They (whoever "they" are) say that moving house is one of the most stressful things you can ever do, and I'm kind of in agreement - although I know that the experience would have been a hell of a lot more stressful if it hadn't been for the amazing organisational talents of my lovely wife.
We've moved counties from the home of one bunch of Saxons to another - from Middlesex to East Sussex. And we've swapped Heathrow for hedgerow.
Oscar is like a little whirlwind, running from the kitchen into the (much much bigger) garden and back again - smelling the flowers, pointing at the ants and butterflies, listening for the dogs and birds, feeling the wind in his hair and generally wearing himself out. He's now sleeping an hour later in the mornings (yessssssss!), up to two hours after lunch, and sometimes also getting his head down for a quick nap in the car in the morning too. This is what fresh country air does to a little lad!
Village life is taking a little getting used to (we now have two cars, which I always vowed I'd never do - but then I was living in a city and not in a small village in the middle of nowhere - and it's a bit overwhelming going from a house where everything was just as we wanted it, to one where there's so many things we want to do and so many possibilities) but overall we can't believe our luck.
If anyone wants to come and visit - roll up!
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
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