We Rock the Suburbs

As we spend some time in the suburbs, there’s a lot to adjust to.

There are bridges

Photo by littleamandie

instead of tunnels.

photo by ReneS

There aren’t any potholes.

There are no buses or trains.

It’s quite a different experience for Graham, who is so used to his home city with its tiny streets and tall buildings.

Still, lots of things are the same. There are still toys here. There’s still heat and rain and humidity.

Perhaps Graham’s favorite adjustment: cousins.

He’s also a big fan of his Aunt Portia.

Tessa… not so much.

(Grammy is the one holding her. Aunt Portia is the dog.)

The kids are adjusting. Graham is waking up at night. Tessa continues to wake up at night, but is doing it more. Most mornings I wake up to a full bed, all three of us. I’ve given Graham more timeouts in the last 2 days than in the last 2 weeks. And toilet training is… well… we’ve had some setbacks.

But bright sides are abundant. I am enjoying TexMex and the plentiful supply of homemade ice cream sandwiches. (Mom just made a new batch today.)

We’re banking the DVR with Graham’s favorite shows (Thomas, SuperWhy and Sesame Street). We’re going on little outings. We’re getting ready for Graham’s birthday next week. Tessa is playing in her cousin’s hand-me-down exersaucer.

Things are pretty okay.

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