Happy New Home

Just after New Year we packed our house into boxes and moved some of them to the front rooms and some of them down the street to our rental.  Let the renovations begin.  The old got decommissioned with a mural in the toilet...

He can't decide if he's Donatello, Michelangelo or Leonardo.  At least he know his 'Old Masters'!

Finished!

On the first day in the new place it was 44 degrees...

...and the one aircon was on Struggle Street...

...but we worked things out.

  

 

The mess is incredible.  He can throw food three metres across the room...and it's SO funny.

What our rental lacks in grass it makes up for in underwater activities...like watering.

"Mum, I never want to get my hair cut short on the top because I have to twirl it when I get tired or happy"

Mum's childhood bed with a quilt made and gifted to us by adopted grandmother, Claire.