One of the main motivations for moving house was so that we could spend more time together as a family. My daily commute went from 1 hour each way on country roads to a 7 minute drive down the road. It was tough moving away from both our friends and Matilda’s but the promise of being able to have breakfast together every morning and time to play together every evening was too much to resist.
Now almost exactly a month later, now we’ve lived this new life of no commuting it’s better than we ever imagined. No more do I disappear out of the door while it’s still dark often without seeing the children. No more do I get home just as the babies are coming out of the bath. No more do I feel knackered every evening from driving for 2 hours a day and dealing with the morons on the road.
Instead I laugh and chat with my babies at breakfast while the lady of the manor has a shower in peace. We spot the squirrels and birds in the garden. We share a plate of toast covered in butter and marmite. We roll around the lounge with Bracken. We do puzzles and read books. Matilda steals my phone to look at photos and videos of herself.
It’s simple things. Simple but important. Things that childhoods are made of and just the beginning of many great memories that we will create in this house together.
But after all that fun and running around is done, there is nothing better than snuggling up and watching an episode of Postman Pat before bath time.
I’m linking this post up with the Gallery where this weeks theme is Together. You can find the rest of the entries by clicking here.