We've moved into the new house now, although there are boxes everywhere, as well as furniture that hasn't been correctly placed (the queen-sized mattress and box spring leaning against the wall in the living room is one example), and so many things to put away where they belong that I don't have any fear of being bored by lack of things to do any time in the next...well, 100 years or so.
Okay, so it's not going to take 100 years. We're having couples over tonight, though, and we still have a queen-sized...yeah, I already mentioned that.
Hannah and Naomi are settling in well. They're sleeping well, eating well, playing well, and jumping well. The new staircase affords great jumping opportunities. Unfortunately, Mom is a kill-joy, and (as I'm right now calling out to them) will only let them jump from the bottom step. However, this is a game that has myriad variations. You can jump together or separately, you can jump one first and then the other first, you can throw your baby down and jump after him or her (I, personally, will not be joining any of these games, least of all *that* particular one!), you can take turns wherein the person taking the turn gets a certain number of jumps, then you switch. It's all very exciting and new. And good exercise on a rainy afternoon, might I add.
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