The kids are happy as clams- happy with their schools, happy with their new room, happy with their new life. For the first few months living in a new place it always feels like stepping into someone else's life. It seems like you're living in a house that isn't quite yours, sleeping in someone else's room and raiding their fridge. We're still not quite sure how we want to organize our cupboards and I will probably miss the turn for our street several more times before I finally get it right, but those things will come.
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