Like Christmas Morning... Kind of

So after a few weeks in BA, a big day came last week.  The first shipment of Anne’s, Mark’s and H-Bomb’s stuff arrived.  It kind of felt like Christmas morning, but not exactly.  For example, instead of Santa Claus and 8 reindeer landing on the roof and dropping down the chimney, a truck from Argenmove rolled up to our street.

And instead of brightly colored wrappings and gift bags, we had huge boxes that are all industrial brown.

And, finally, instead of being surprised because someone else had wrapped a gift and you didn’t know what it was, this time we were surprised because we ourselves had packed this stuff and totally forgot about half of it.  It appears that H-Bomb remembers about half of his toys and thinks about half are new - these are the ones he is playing with most.