Having new windows was much more stressful than I had imagined. A toddler does not mix well with workmen, saws, drills, open doorways and open windows. I didn't want to leave the guys alone in the house so poor David was moved from one room to the next, desperate to be where the noise, dirt and danger was.
The day they did the downstairs bay was the worst. David was shut into the kitchen. It was closely followed by the day they did the landing window. No way of going upstairs, the side port door was wide open and there were ladders against the bedroom windows so David couldn't even go into the garden. Aghhhhhhhhhhh!
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