First Event

Ahh, we have successfully, I think, hosted our first event at our new home! Last night the Trustees and all that helped get the Slafter House back in good order came over for a "thank you" cookout.  It was a lovely evening outside and the setting sun only lingered at glaring eye level briefly. Bill got our grill up and running(didn't use at all in OH) and we found all the utensils needed to serve everything so we were in good shape! The boys requested sausage dip and told all the other kids about it, so they were happy sharing a family favorite!  Everyone got to tour the house and see the fruits of their labor. Many people helped do many tasks to get the house ready for us and we are most grateful.  We continue to meet great, friendly people and know that when school starts on August 29th we will all be well on our way to making Thetford Hill our new home.

 looking out the back porch door - far fields are TA soccer fields
 Bill's office
 reading room/music room
 front hall
 living room
 dining room
 front stairs and door
 another living room view
 Thomas's room
 Thomas's room- doorway goes into a cubby kind of space - great for hide and seek :)
 James's room- secret closet in his room too
 William's room
 boys bathroom - has a sauna :)
dining room with view into living room

front hall/stairs looking into dining room
 downstairs bath and closet - shelving on other side
 my downstairs beach bath
 Den - showing backdoor and windows - lots of light

other side of den/ breakfast table area
 another den view with back stairs

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  1. Stacey NamiotkaAugust 17, 2012 at 6:14 PM

    The house looks wonderful. Can't wait to see it in person!

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