Since moving, to the kids everything is “new house”, “old house”, “new town”, “old town”. They (especially Oliver) will ask, “Are we going to the grocery store in our old town?” or notice landmarks and say, “Oh! We’re almost to our old town!”.
In between unpacking boxes, we’ve been trying to take in a bit of our new town. It’s not that Woodstock is completely foreign to us, but when you live close it’s much easier to just jump in the car and do quick little outings.
Last Saturday afternoon we took in the local park. We have been there before but it seems sooo much better when you have to drive eight minutes instead of thirty.
Our “new house” is an older farm house, complete with goats and rooster in the back yard (WAS complete with goats and rooster… They were taken to a different farm the same afternoon this picture was taken). Both boys were really brave when petting them and feeding them grass. They hated to see them go.
On this morning, we parked downtown and took a walk on the confederation trail. It was a beautiful (but chilly) fall morning. It’s nice to break the day up by getting out and doing something simple like this.
We’re looking forward to checking out many more things in our new town!