Abel’s parents phoned a few nights ago, very apologetic for not having offered to come and help us unpack in our new home.
Why yes, it would have been a grand idea. Given what we suspect about Abel’s father, I’m sure he would enjoy unboxing the five crates of dubious books. When he was done, he could help us find a home for all the toys, magazines, videos and pictures.
…Or maybe they should just stay well away until we designate a kinky zone, which can be safely locked on any future visits.
“Kinky zone”… 😀 That’s just cute
Does your new house have a room big enough for all of that? And what do you reckon Abel’s parents think is behind those locked doors, anyway?