This is what happens when Barbie leaves home! Dead horses! Guns! Action figures down!
It's all a bit CSI Rosemary Hill! This is the sight that greeted us when we came home from our high school tour tonight. (High school tour? Yes, we are homeschoolers but Miss 15 has decided she'd like to give high school a go.) Last time I looked at the dollhouse this afternoon it had a lovely family atmosphere with a mummy and a daddy and kids. Very G rated. Then tonight it had this dreadful MA15+ rating! I think Mr 7 was the last one playing with the dollhouse. Boys are interesting, aren't they? He loves his action figures!
Lots of boxes were filled today. Everyone helped. Everyone from Mr 10 through to my Bradley. We have been in this house for 18 months now and Mr 10 has grown so much in that time. He is hoping that he is gearing up for a Paton boy stretch. Both of his brothers began the stretch at 12 and then were taller than the 6 foot Bradley when they were 13. Mr 22 is 6'4" and Mr 16 is 6'5". I'm not sure how tall Mr 10 hopes he will grow. I think he will be disappointed if he is not taller than his Dad. But we will see. I tell him that we are all different and even though his height is already prescribed by his DNA none of us know what that height will be until he finishes growing. Anyway, a good day of packing. More tomorrow!
