Ang(ie) and I have been giving a lot of thought to moving to larger house, and although it's not in the cards right now. With baby #2's arrival seeming like it's coming at us with blinding speed. It's been something we've been thinking/dreaming of.
When we bought our first house, where we currently reside. It was just the two of us, so we bought a small 3 bedroom starter house. I know that sounds wrong. But I believe we have about 1100 sq ft. So once you start dividing that up into rooms over 3 levels you can kind of imagine the limited space.
We were curious how Malaia would react if she had a lot more room to play, and we had a bit of an idea. Whenever she's at my parents to be babysat she pretty much never stops running. They have a much bigger space for her to move around.
Yesterday however, was even bigger indication. We celebrated Ukrainian Christmas with Ang's family at her aunts house. They've got somewhere around 3200 sq ft of living space. And to be honest we were really apprehensive about going there, because her aunt and uncle collect all kinds of antiques, and valuable trinkets, and swarovski crystals etc... they have them laid out on display everywhere and at baby height. We honestly thought we were going to have to spend the entire visit chasing Malaia and telling her not to touch anything.
So we were pleasantly surprised when the only thing she did the entire time was run around. She didn't touch a single thing. She was so excited that she had so much room to run around that she never stopped long enough to be distracted by all of the unusual objects around the house. She did however, also get to sit on the pool table and chase balls around for what seemed like forever (sigh). So easily amused.
That was it, we had our first real taste of what life would be like in a bigger house, and it was really, really tiring. We'll just have to make due with what we have for now, and be happy...