On the sliding scale of suckful today wasn’t so bad

Who knew!

L and H came over and hung out today, which was good because the boys were locked in the house as a group of very shady looking men trimmed the trees in the backyard.
Seriously.
These guys butcher trees, who knows what they’d do to small children.

If only they’d been here yesterday.

It took H almost 10 minutes to get down two steps off our front patio. It was agonising to watch and I could almost feel L’s heart breaking.

In other news, the ongoing discussion about what mum wants to do with this house and her impending retirement (sell, not sell, stay, sell, stay, kill me slowly) has finally reached an end point. We will be moving out at the end of June 2008. It will be quite a momentous event and not simply because of how much crap we have.
We moved into this house when Felix was about 8 weeks old.
It was June 2000.
So it will be essentially 8 years to almost the day.

All of my children know no other life than one with their Grandmama upstairs.

Forget new pages, new chapters, this will be a whole new ball game. There are so many decisions to be made about next year that I can already feel the weight of them building. It is exciting and terrifying all at the same time.

Oh, and yesterday? Grover rolled from his tummy to his back.