Well, it happened, and the Knees are now installed at number 38. The boys have settled in remarkably well. JAmes went straight into his first real bed, calls it his 'cosy bed' and is no trouble to go down either at night or for his day-time nap, although he wakes in the night quite frequently and hasn't quite got the hang of getting himself back to sleep with his collection of dummies lurking under a duvet instead of scattered around his cot-bed mattress.
Mary-Ann and Dom have unpacked most of their boxes although some will stay packed until such time as they go back to Devon or have their own place here. We don't need two of each item from their kitchen, although we could do with their mugs, which haven't materialised yet. So far the enormous Knee sofa is in our lounge; Dom still thins it will go upstairs, but his back is playing up and I have visions of half the family being stuck permanently upstairs and the rest isolated downstairs, with the entire stair-well full of sofa.
So far the boys have joined us in the annexe bedroom every morning for fun and stories. Mary-Ann says they are all still on holiday because she is, so nothing is quite normal yet. I guess when she has to be out of the house by 7.0am and Dom has to get James to nursery by 8.0 and I have to walk joe to school by 8.45 things will be very different. We have also been eating together at mid-day and 5.0 pm, which will again be difficult when MAry-ann is at work and Joe is at school.
I have a persistent 'cold' which is probably rape allergy with and infective component. I have had three different antibiotics, one of which was from the back of our medicine cupboard and was 12 years out of date! None of them worked very well, nor did the anti-histamine, but I am now on steroid nasal drops properly presribed by my GP and there is a definite improvement. I am still growly, snuffly and a bit deaf in the mornings, but it doesn't seem to make any difference to the boys' enjoyment of their story and that's all that matters.
Joe has been helping me plant up the hanging baskets and hay-basket. He concentrates reamrkably well and seldom gets fed up before a job is finished. He is desperate to do reall gardening but is lethal with the full-sized rake and spade. I walked all round the town on Saturday looking for a child-sized garden tool set., and yesterday we tried Tesco and Roys, but no luck. We have seen them in the garden centres, so will have to take a trip out somewhere soon, otherwise I foresee serious injury, most likely to James.
I am still Freegling. Today I put our collection of maps on our local Freegle site and had a response within a couple of hours from a couple who are home-schooling their children. So much better than binning them. Mick and Iris came today and I was able to off-load his old school reports, Hammonds Gramar School panoramic photograph, and pictures of him at various stages. Mary can have her package when she comes on Wednesday. I have told them all they can throw them straight into the bin if they want to, I am just not prepared to throw away other people's memorabilia. Joe was quite excited to get all his old music exam certificates and school reports, but then it turns out he has kept every letter ever written to him so he appears to have an inheirted inability to throw anything away.
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