Day 26 Westport New York

We're here! I had this strange deja-vu moment when we drove up to our home for the summer: I swear I had seen it before in a dream. We are living for 7 weeks in the oldest home in Westport, built in 1807! I don't think Phoenix even existed in 1807! It has that antique, museum semll to it, and lots of rooms added on (my dad is going have a good laugh when he sees it--he's a contractor), and doors in strange places and the electrical outlet situation is a little sketchy to me. We don't really have 2 rooms, like our host told us--we have a room that has a bookcase built into the middle of it, so it is divided, but really it is one room. Right now I'm sitting outside our room on the floor, in the midst of 4 bags of small toys to entertain children in the car, one broken chair, a hiking backpack for Sebastian, an antique dresser and a sink. Yes, there is a sink in the hallway at the head of the stairs, which just so happens to be right outside our room. I was outside on the porch earlier, looking out at Lake Champlain as the sun was setting, and the fireflies were twinkling, but the mosquitoes were getting bad and I could hear Dora and Sebastian doing something mischievous onver the baby monitor. It's really hard to believe that we are finally here. I'm off to find directions to church--yes, we are going to church while we are here. More on that later...