Elbow Room

It was sweet bliss! At one point this weekend, the new house contained 9 kids in it somewhere and there was still enough room for 5 grownups to find a place to sit and quietly converse. No flyby screamings, no Mom and Dada jungle gyms, no getting whacked by flying toys. Not to say there were flyby screamings going on somewhere, at times we could hear the faint screamings, but the house is big enough for the screams to get muffled too much lower audible levels that us grownups could respond to in a much more sane manner. There was room for the groups to get split up when they weren’t playing nicely and room for the general maylay that occurred when all 9 roared as one. In the old house, 9 children would have been impossible indoors. Anything more then 4 required the weather to cooperate enough to allow kicking them all outside. Even 4 inside got a little crowded, as flyby screamings extended from one end of the house to the other. All those things I miss about the old house are now just distant memories. The new changes I’ve had to undertake now that I live in civilization are well worth it. I am now fully happy with our new investment and can see many happy quieter years to come.