Settling In

The boxes...the boxes...they won't go away!

We have unpacked enough clothes, enough dishes, cooking gear, and school stuff to get by. I still haven't found any one of the three or four staplers I own, but most of the things we need for day-to-day have been located and rehomed.

Still, there are so many boxes left to unpack, and so little room to put their contents. Where did all this stuff come from, and where am I supposed to put it?

Heck if I know! It is rewarding when a box is emptied though, for me and for them...for completely different reasons, as you can see.

Boys

Boys with hammers.


Cheering up the littlest brother.


Watching bacon bubble in the oven.


Brothers.


Boy with a toad.

School Again

Three students, ready to tackle second, sixth and ninth (gasp!) grades.
Until our classroom is built, our work will take place at the kitchen table.

We're still missing a few books, but we started the school-year anyway. I actually ordered a new Latin book even though I know for certain that we have one somewhere among the remaining boxes.

Sean is eagerly anticipating the arrival of his new science book. The books recommended for his grade in the syllabus I'm using would bore him to death, I think. So we'll try this one and see how it goes.

We had Wendy's for lunch, to celebrate. Or maybe it was to reward the MomTeacher. Whatever works.

First Night

Here they are, watching the moving truck (a racecar trailer borrowed by their uncle) pulling out of the driveway after the third and final load. "Pulling out" may not be the most accurate term. "Cautiously scraping down the concrete hill" gives a more clear idea of what it was like.


Here they are just before our first night in the new house. It is late. We were all exhausted. We slept on mattresses on the floor.