Our boxes and boxes of stuff arrived this past week! Hurray! It is a bittersweet feeling, having all of our personal belongings finally all under one roof….All under one roof…packed up in hundreds of boxes labeled office, toys, clothes and kitchen, waiting for us to go through them. We did a good job with the labeling and packing but no matter how meticulous we were, it is still an overwhelming job at this end. Poor Mr P just wants us to build his bed, the loft bed that doubles as his secret pirate boat hideaway – its hard to explain to this excited 6 year old that this bed will take a solid weekend to rebuild from flat pack.
I’ve been unpacking mostly kitchen boxes and clothes items. The clothes items take the longest to get through because they need to be washed. Even a box of clothes that seems as pristine as it was when the clean clothes were put in, need to be washed or hung on the line to air out at the very least. I’m enjoying having a wardrobe that has now expanded beyond just a handful of outfits. The kids have been snuggling their teddies and dollies, claiming new favorites from amongst the pack of toys – it’s like a second Christmas!
Unpacking the kitchen has been fun, I’ve been baking just because I now have all the tools and I can, making home made pizzas and recalling memories conjured up from glassware items and coffee mugs.
I pulled the Cafe du Monde mug from New Orleans out of the box and smiled fondly, recalling the wonderful people I met and the instant connections, the amazing learning experience and our evening on a second floor balcony right on Bourbon Street throwing beads at men walking by and shouting to them “Show us your moneymaker!” All mothers with young kids, it was definitely a night to remember.