Small girl takeaway

Spent too much of the day at the big blue shed getting more stuff for Ewan's room so that all his junk can be moved out of Ellen's room so that I can do the flooring in her room. All of which meant I have homeless guitars and sundry other items that I need to relocate. Hmm. Puzzles.

They have a strange thing for boxes. Ewan thought the box his bookcase came in would make a good coffin so lay in it for a while. Ellen was taken with these under-bed boxes and misinterpreted Ikea's little icon of a baby in the box with a cross through it. She thought it meant Get In! and insisted on climbing in alongside the toys. I thought she looked like a little Chinese takeaway. Mandy thinks social work will be round in the morning.