Today we moved in to our new home. What a relief. It already feels like home. But at the same time I feel like a teenager squatting in a real adults house.
The pob is in a big boy bed. He looks ridiculous. So far so good though. I just went to check on him and he’s so delighted he whispered ‘night…big boy bed’
Now to try and sleep (like a child on Christmas eve…)