Made it to my parents by 1am...unfortunately Mia has been running a fever for a few days and hit 39.5 at 1.30 just as we were about to collapse. So a fun hour stripping her down, then a few hours sleep, up with her again (briefly, thank goodness) at 5am, then up for good at 7.
Back at the house by 8....shattered!
Now there's men with packing boxes and brown tape in every room and dh and are alternating between running around with marker pens like headless chickens and feeling a bit lost and useless.
Off to the nursery in a few minutes for Tamara's 'school birthday'. She had a caterpillar cake (courtesy of Tesco 

) yesterday; today she's got a bought one from the kosher shop and the 'proper' cake will (fingers crossed) come for her party next weekend.
I think the move was a bit much for the dcs...they all coped well, and T had a lovely day (thank god for my parents taking her out for lunch and to the park for the afternoon!) but although she was delighted with her presents, she was too worn out to actually play with them.....although she had a brilliant time carefully unpacking the dolls house and putting all the bits into the right rooms....(thanks LaT)
Sorry J played up yesterday, Simpson - I hope M had a lovely day anyway.
LaT - hopefully now you've cleared the air you can both move on, in a more constructive way. Its interesting that you've both internalised the situation so differently....sending you lots of fluffy stuff
JKS - thanks for the support here and on FB!! :) We will survive....