It’s been a week since our van and U-haul truck pulled into my parent’s driveway and we started unloading. You don’t really realize how much stuff (or mess, as I’ve been calling it) you have until you have to pack it all up. But that’s another story.
To say the boys have loved it here would be an understatement. My parents live out on a country road on about 20 acres of land. So the boys have plenty of space to wander and explore. There’s open fields, paths through the woods, a large garden, a little creek, and no downstairs neighbors to worry about!
We’ve met our new midwife and toured the birth center, explored the city library, and visited a new church. So far, it feels like we’re settling in nicely.
We’ve taken daily (or a few times a day) hikes in the woods and found a couple of frogs (or toads), a turtle, a turtle shell, a jawbone, a couple of deer, and a hawk or falcon. Not something you usually see in apartment living. We did find out that Otto likes to taste dirt and rocks.
Otto loves dogs, but rarely sees one up close. My parents dog is a little older and tolerates his shrieking and near constant attention. It’s quite funny, because he hardly gets close enough to touch her.
Each evening we head out to the garden to pick the daily produce. We have a plethora of zucchini, butternut squash, green beans, and carrots.