For the last set of Siblings photos from this house, from this county actually, there was only one place we could go.
I’ve been holding off on the windmill each month, knowing that only such an incredibly special spot would do to mark the end of an era in style. Today is moving day 2, which means that when you read this we will have spent our last night in this house, had our last morning walk here, and probably be melting into a puddle while trying to work out what to throw into what box and what needs to go on the lorry and what’s coming with us.
It’s a funny feeling, sitting in a half empty house, and as the month has gone on and we’ve got nearer and nearer to moving date, I can see that it’s had an impact on my little trio. They’ve all been pushing boundaries just that little bit further, trying to make sense of that very unsettled feeling and quite often tripping over each other’s feelings in the process. On the face of it they’re all very excited about the move, and the tent phase of the whole palaver. They’re looking forward to being nearer to school and their friends and seeing Bob the cat and camping and my aunt and uncles’ swimming pool, but at the same time I’ve been able to see the moment for each of them when it all became very real.
Kitty started to feel a little worried about the whole thing a couple of weeks ago, but for Pip and Elma it’s only really been this week, and for Pip, possibly only when he saw his Duplo being loaded onto the removal lorry. We have kept some toys out for them, but obviously we can’t fit that many in a tent so some of them have had to go into storage, which seems very exciting at the time because the removal men let you walk up the loading ramp to see the box going in, but less exciting when you get to bedtime and realise that it’s gone. I see tent Duplo in our future!
As we were packing up I asked them all what they loved about the house, and both girls mentioned their brother and sister; this is the house where their sibling relationship was forged, and it’s one of many memories that makes it hard to accept that we really are leaving.
But among the boundary testing and the worrying there have been moments of incredible sweetness and when we’ve quite literally had our hands full I’ve loved watching them band together to help each other out. Kitty is a great big sister to both, but where her relationship with Elma is one of near equals, especially now they’re in the same class at school, with Pip it’s more a case of brotherly adoration.
He will follow where she leads without question, which isn’t always a brilliant idea, but I’ll take that for every time she runs to scoop him up if he topples over, or finds a way for him to join in their game of Swallows and Amazons or what Elma calls “Mums and Dads and Sisters” in which she gets to be Kitty, Kitty gets to be me and Pip gets to be a younger version of himself, and somehow they all love it.
As we walked up to the windmill under a still scorching sky they were hatching another game that seemed to involve saying “I’m going to work now” and then diving into the long grass so that they could only just be spotted – what do they think I do as a job?!
Ever since we first realised that there was a path up to the top, the windmill has been our happy place. I’ve taken one and two and then all three along for impromptu picnics on so many sunny evenings, and I’m glad that for once the weather played along and chased the afternoon’s muggy grey clouds back for a perfect last visit. We could have stayed there for hours, drinking in the sunshine and memorising every inch of the horizon, but real life means bedtimes and school runs and bringing the laundry in before the dew falls, and so with one last lingering look back, we headed home to tuck three tired little heads into bed and to let them dream of tomorrow and the next big adventure.
Two little sisters, and their brother, in June:
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