for some odd reason i thought my boys would have an “adjustment period” to our new house.
not so much.
give some boys a new pad with gobs more space than their previous home where they can run, chase, dance, and be happy and evidently there will be no breaking in time.
elisha jumps around on the top bunk, wields the new vacuum like a pro, and doodles masterpieces at his table.
asher continues his blur-inducing, army crawling ways and enjoys the speed hardwood floors allows to his belly. less friction than carpet.
i think they would cry if i led them up the stairs of our old house.