Corwin and Charles seem to have adjusted to the new house with little problem. Charles in particular as been a skippy boy since I got back. He quite frequently just skips from place to place for no apparent reason.
Last night Charles was quite the terror because of this. It was time for bed and we went up to the boy’s room for a bed time story. Corwin got up in his bunk and I popped up as well to read to him. Charles, of course, was not one to be left out so Mom hoisted him up there as well (definitely worth the money to get sturdy furniture). Charles was just a bundle of bouncy energy which is a bit unnerving when expressed the top bunk of a bunk bed. He alternately threatened to pitch off the bed head first from a jump or put a hole in the ceiling. At one point he stopped and reached up to touch the ceiling which was a major amusement. Eventually I had to have him airlifted out by Mom because Dad’s nervous system wasn’t up to it.