So exciting! Matt and I just went through our own house-buying aventure, I'm still feeling the adrenaline rush whenever I gaze upon my new surroundings. Two acres! Holy cow! Are you going to mow it or let it go wild? (Grazing sheep?)
Yay! One step closer... and a big step! Congratulations!
We just bought a big ol' piece of dirt with a house, too. It's so scary, but I'm so envious of your old house with instant history. You'll do a great job. I'm just hoping to see pictures! Could you photoshop out any identifying marks and let us peek at it? Perhaps a new sidebar on the blog about renovating? "This ol' Bear"?
I looked at the developer's site...Holy Crap, that's a huge bathroom!
yahooey! Congrats! And have fun in England, Wisbech or not 
I envision Legos all the hell over the house when I have kids, and I won't be able to complain because they will be mixed in with all the yarn and fabric and shoes. At least they won't be mixed in with dirty dishes; my newfound hatred of dirty dishes strewn about the house has finally overcome my dread of washing them.
Anyway, so excited about the Bear House and it being there to mock the "The Lisas" and "The Julies" and "The Jeffersons". And your eight-year-old sounds really really loveable.
Congratulations! It sounds like the aventure is proving worthwhile. And I think you've read your son's cat consideration correctly!
Don't forget the panic of oh-my-god-we've-actually-done-this which can last for a couple of weeks after you move in.
I think that letting The Child out of the bathroom while moving is a good idea, but you might want to lock him inside the house for the first 3 weeks so he doesn't get lost when you let him outside.
Congrats!
Heartfelt congratulations to the wonderful old house on acquiring YOU!
We've just moved (to a new house, but a happy one) and we're at the "OhmyGoditstimeforworkwherearemyshoes" stage.
The circle of life!
You cannot hate the Plastic Crap more than me. I sneak into their rooms and boldly throw it out while they are in school; later I claim to have no knowledge of what happened to it, 'you must have lost it'. I'm not proud of that but I do it.
That is background for this: When we moved last summer from the only apartment the youngsters (then 5 and 7) had ever known, I let them take each and every piece of plastic crap, without throwing any out or even 'organizing' it. Ditto for matted stuffed animals, artwork, art materials including markers with no caps. If it made them feel better to have their stuff, I decided I could live with it.
Until school started. Then I snuck in and threw it all out. Just like 'at home'. xoxo Kay
Anne, Anne, I can't tell you how thrilled I am that you, the family who so utterly deserves to have custodianship of this land and house, have been granted the means and the right to make this dream come true. I've been hoping and wishing and praying that it works out, for piles of various reasons, and this has made my day!
Much love, and I do hope the way remains clear and things unroll smoothly.
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