This is a flat where so many amazing things happened,and some not so amazing things. We've grown so much as a family in this place. This is the only home Amelia knows. When she thinks of home, this is the place that pops into her mind. We have our routes that we always take to walk to the store, park, zoo and church. She loves her little path which sometimes means running on a certain strip of grass, or walking along the sidewalk that gives us the deepest puddles after it has rained. She knows every detail about this flat, like at the end of the work day, we can hear the lift (elevator) being called and can tell whether it's Dad coming home or not before he's even put his key in the door. She loves her room and her bed. She loves standing on a stool and looking out the window at all the people below. I love the location, we're close to the zoo, Regent's Park and only a block and a half away from her school. And the transport links and store are so much closer. Also we've recently had several people in our ward move into the buildings next to us, we'll miss having neighbors (including Amelia's best friend Perry) just right across the street.
This flat is were Amelia learned to walk, talk, sing, count and play. Countless hours of playing with Daddy in her room, talking to her 'friends' and jumping off the furniture. She's made her first friends and enemies here. We have a table here that we use to measure how much she's grown. Often Matt and I comment on how she used to be so much shorter than the table's edge...now she's at least a head taller than it. Here are the best photos I could find to illustrate it. The first picture was taken a month or so after we moved in:
