The Borrowed House

This afternoon the boys and I went to visit our friends, the Sheleys. We were dropping off a pack n play and a couple air mattresses that we'd borrowed from them back when our apartment was bare. Eliot was excited about the visit, but that's because I told him we were going to visit our friends at the Borrowed House. The Sheleys were the family who lent us their home and car way back when we were still so new (or at least more new than we are now) to Australia, and their home holds a lot of memories for our little family. Diane (Sheley) invited us to stay for a swim in the pool, so we packed the suits and the sunscreen and had a great time. Peter was happy to hang out with me in the shallow water on the steps. But Eliot donned a life vest and enjoyed leaping into the water unassisted over and over again. Needless to say he devoured his supper, snuggled quietly for the reading of one book, and fell asleep the moment his head hit his pillow.

Visiting the home, however, reminded me of the good times we had there and the fun photos we snapped of the boys that never made it onto the blog. So here's a little look back at some of our adventures at the Borrowed House.

Encounters with wildlife.
Story and snuggles in a big bed with heaps of blankets.
Eliot spoon feeding Peter.
Eliot honing his stacking skills.
Peter starting to scoot.
Eliot helping Daddy clean the pool.

Peter enjoying the shade. He's helping with the pool cleaning in a supervisory position.