So, nesting syndrome is here. I should have known when I started spending precious toddler nap-time tidying the CD shelf. The penny should have dropped when I started
waking up at night and obsessing over getting excited about clearing out the bathroom cupboard.
But today I reached new levels of nestiness when I started doing this:
Rest assured, Mom and Dad, your house is in good (if slightly crazy) hands.
* I found this image on a different blog, but traced it back to www.nataliedee.com as probable source (edit not mine)
PS: on another topic, we asked the Magic Eight Ball if we should move to Toulouse…