The homemakers

Hooray we have finally moved out of our rented flat and moved into our beautiful new home. It was not made easy thanks to one Miss Milly who on the day of moving awoke screaming at 4.00am and decided once she had calmed down not to go back to sleep. The rest of the day was spent helping the removalists and cleaning the flat, then it was the two hour drive up to Newcastle and the unpacking of boxes and positioning of furniture. It was an exceptionally long day and we were knackered. Milly was not a happy camper and didn't like the change of scene. She cried and carried on, was overtired but refused to go to sleep. Finally she passed out lying on Michael's chest. Henry was a little frightened sleeping in a new room so ended up in the bed with me. Michael slept with Milly who woke screaming again, this time just after 2.00am.

Our first day in the house was spent unpacking and playing in the garden. Milly was still unhappy and very clingy. Looking around the house with all our stuff in it we can't believe we managed to fit it all in a small two bedroom unit. We absolutely love our house and the space.

Our second night in the house was easier. Henry slept in his room and Milly didn't put up as much a fight as the previous nights. She was so tired she went down at 6.45pm and didn't wake up again until 7.30am the next morning. I'm very pleased to report she is much happier now and has adjusted to her new home.

So now we are almost settled in with only a few more boxes remaining to be unpacked. We've had a few trips to Bunnings and homeware shops and are enjoying playing house. We couldn't be happier.

Our life in boxes.

The first breakfast in our house. It was cold and we were all rugged up.

Bleary eyed and exhausted.

The great Australian dream: a hills hoist.

It's ours

Yesterday at 11.10am we officially became home owners.

Michael went up to Newcastle to collect the keys and view the empty house. It was only the second time he had been through the place. The previous owners had left it in immaculate condition and their real estate agent had left us a hamper filled with sparkling wine and goodies. Our letterbox also contained our first piece of mail - a congratulatory card from Steve and Anna Hobson.

We move in tomorrow.

Heroes caught on new camera

Michael has gotten us a new camera and we are now back to capturing all those precious moments and embarassing ones. We have been busy packing up our flat in preparation for the big move north in less than three weeks. Our two little helpers are enjoying the many boxes now stacking up around the place. It's amazing how a good old fashioned cardboard box can entertain a child.

Recently, Henry has been enjoying playing dress ups. His current favourite (pictured above) is what he calls "Batman". Now I know and you know what Batman really looks like, but Henry doesn't even know who Batman is. We were at the playground where Henry was playing with a boy in a Batman costume. Since then as far as Henry is concerned anything that he wears that covers his eyes and can be attached to the back of him as a cape he believes he is Batman. As the thoughtful little boy he is he didn't want Milly to be left out, so he insisted she be given a cape as well (see picture below). And when Milly wears her cape he calls her Bat Milly, or as he pronounces her name "Bat Milwee". I of course had to find a cape for myself too and was named Bat Mum Mum. Then the three of us flew around the flat solving mysteries and saving the day.