The gym

The best thing about having children is the chance we get to see the world in entirely new and unexpected ways.

Over the course of the past few evenings, Derek and I have been busy emptying out our office. That may not sound like a lot of work, but when you consider that we have a few hundred books in our bookcases and that the closet was full of binders and sewing projects, it was no mean feat. It involved countless trips from the office (at the back of the house) to our bedroom (at the front of our house) with armfulls of books, binders, blankets, etc.

Why were we doing this? We decided, for a number of reasons, to trade our bedroom and our office; so our office will be at the front of the house, in a very bright spot, and our bedroom will be at the back, in the smaller of the two rooms. The old-office-cum-new-bedroom needs a paint job, hence the emptying out of the room. And yes, we just moved in eight months ago. And yes, we may just qualify for redecorating/renovating junky status.

After supper, Maïa headed to the empty room and suggested to Solanne, "Let's run in the gym!" And that's just what they did: they ran around in their own little gym.