I finally screwed up the courage to call about a property we were particularly interested in in Oxford. I’m new enough that calling England is still rather exciting–and nerve-wracking. After several good signs (still available? yes. floor plans available? yes.) I thought to ask, “Do you allow children?” A resounding no. This is probably going to be a problem with most of the places we’re interested in.
In other child news, yesterday we had an ultrasound so that we could get a more precise due date for our baby. In the process we learned that he or she is approximately the size of a lemon and has a huge head and a beating heart. And he or she waved at us. I might note that Katherine’s just mastered that within the last month or so . . .