Grandma and Grandpa drove up the next morning. It took us old folk about 8 hours with stops for food and gasoline. That's about six and one-half hours drive time.
Cora had some issues with the stress of moving and irregular hours but by Friday was getting a grip on it all. She was sleeping in her 'big girl bed'. She is still enormously in love with Hazel and was a good helper to Grandpa as we hung things and fastened shelf units to the walls.
Cora was telling me that her shirt is brown. When we talk she will usually turn the conversation to her clothes. Cora apparently thinks Grandpa is a fashion consultant. Or maybe she realizes that Grandpa is interested in what ever she has to say.
The view out the back of the ground floor is of their private, fenced area. It is shaded, and has a patio and NO gate. That will be good for the girls.
A broader view of the living room. Stairway to the lower level on the left, shelves against the far wall and lots to unpack.
On the left the stairs spiral up, on the right they spiral down.
From the back toward the front is the dining area and a pass-through to the kitchen.on the right is the front door, entryway and a closet.
Hazel is happily wrapped around her inch worm.
What a happy baby.
Cora is gaining a new skill. She goes up to her room. (or to bother a sleeping Hazel)
Cora is unpacking her toys. She has to show them each to Grandpa and find the right place on the shelf.
She is doing a good job, don't you think?
She is doing a good job, don't you think?
These stairs don't seem too daunting to Cora.
From the top landing. Of course we had empty boxes everywhere.
Well almost everywhere, the other places had stuff from the empty boxes of more full boxes. That's what moving is.
This is what the living room and dining area look like as I come down the stairs. It will shortly be cleaned up.
From the same vantage point, this is to the right, to the kitchen. Lots of boxes to be returned.
Grandma is a bigger help than I am. She can work and work. And she can hold Hazel. It I hold Hazel, she is only good for about five minutes.
From the top landing. Of course we had empty boxes everywhere.
Well almost everywhere, the other places had stuff from the empty boxes of more full boxes. That's what moving is.
This is what the living room and dining area look like as I come down the stairs. It will shortly be cleaned up.
From the same vantage point, this is to the right, to the kitchen. Lots of boxes to be returned.
Grandma is a bigger help than I am. She can work and work. And she can hold Hazel. It I hold Hazel, she is only good for about five minutes.
I told Grandma that's because Hazel would rather look at Grandpa.
These stairs look very similar to the ones from the second floor. Trust me, they lead to the lower level.
Here is their finished basement. There is a lot of unpacking to be done here. It isn't at the top of the priority list. We did have to spend some time down here when the warning sirens went off. No TV! Don't know the radio stations for the area! I looked up the weather on my laptop. There was a tornado warning for the area for about thirty minutes.
These stairs look very similar to the ones from the second floor. Trust me, they lead to the lower level.
Here is their finished basement. There is a lot of unpacking to be done here. It isn't at the top of the priority list. We did have to spend some time down here when the warning sirens went off. No TV! Don't know the radio stations for the area! I looked up the weather on my laptop. There was a tornado warning for the area for about thirty minutes.
Julie's kids are sure good about it. The thunder and lightening didn't scare either of them. Cora wasn't very happy when she and I looked out the open window and rain blew in on us.
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