p dir="ltr" style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.1199998855591px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Vanessa had begin to settle into her new school, she was only in year 4 yet had already been to 6 different schools. William had managed to get to year 2 in one school. Vanessa had moved so many times due to her Sherlockian nature and personality. The bullying and trouble she got herself in with the teachers hardly surprised her parents. William however was a delightful boy to teacher, he had a quick mind, and tried to keep peace within the classroom, which did mean he sometimes got himself hurt in the process, but people genuinely believed he cared about them./p
p dir="ltr" style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.1199998855591px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Sherlock and Molly did find Vanessa a handful at times, she got bored very quickly, and always needed something new and exciting to do, and school wasn't pushing her at all. She had got so bored that she had taken herself to the charity shop and had bought a heap of A level textbooks. Sherlock loved her, and this stunning brain she had been given. This meant they spent lots of time together, often playing deductions, or Sherlock teaching her about certain things. Molly had forbidden her going on any cases, of any kind until she was 12, much to Sherlock's and Vanessa's disappointment. They were both very secretive and mysterious, and very much happy in their own little world, playing with possibilities./p
p dir="ltr" style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.1199998855591px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Today was like any other day at Baker street. The Holmes had also taken over 221c, it was William and Vanessa bedrooms, they had divided the flat into 2 bedrooms, a bathroom, and a playroom, which as they got older would probably turn into a TV and Games room./p
p dir="ltr" style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.1199998855591px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Sherlock was upstairs, where John's room used to be, it was now his study, and heap of experiments room, after Molly had moved in she had taken over the kitchen, with cooking. William was running round the house at full speed, something to do with some sort of emergency, there were lots of toy cars everywhere, with lego men littered in amongst them. Molly was trying to do 6 jobs at once, she was on the phone to Mary, emptying the washing, cooking tea, trying to maintain some level of sanity, trying to get Sherlock to come downstairs, and organise a play date for William. Vanessa was curled up in her bed, with heaps of books and equations surrounding her, she was rather happy./p
p dir="ltr" style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.1199998855591px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Teatime finally, Sherlock genuinely had no clue about cooking, actual edible food, so it was always Molly's job. Molly had put him in charge of washing up and clearing away, rather quickly after they were married. But with the children Molly made Sherlock eat tea with them, much to his disgust. But he knew it wasn't going to be argued on. Unless he was on a case, but then he had to be out. Routine was something Sherlock was never quite going to fit into, Molly had tried, and failed, but decided to just accept it./p
p dir="ltr" style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.1199998855591px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"As it was a lovely summer evening, the Holmes ventured out into the London evening, they were off to the park. William was not going to sleep otherwise tonight. He always had too much energy, which regularly drove Molly mad. Vanessa didn't want to go to the park, but Sherlock found a way around that. "If you come, we can play deductions at the park, there will be some other people around, is that more fun?". When they got to the park, Sherlock and Vanessa quickly found the best watching position, on the wall around the park. They both sat there, cross legged, hands under their chin, their dark curls being caught by the wind. William was climbing and running and spinning and swinging, and Molly was trying to keep up, and stop him falling off, which was bound to happen./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.1199998855591px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"span style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15.1199998855591px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"Sherlock and Molly were finding as the children grew up there was the great delight in watching them find things they really loved. But also watching them enjoy exploring everything, because that's what children do. Sherlock found it harder and harder to show them that he really loved them, because they needed to be told they were loved, and that Daddy was proud of them, Molly regularly had to tell him to make the effort, even if it was something small like sticking up a drawing in his office. Molly however found it got easier and easier, something Sherlock didn't really understand but decided he couldn't worry about it. Too much./span/p
p dir="ltr" style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.1199998855591px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Sherlock and Molly did find Vanessa a handful at times, she got bored very quickly, and always needed something new and exciting to do, and school wasn't pushing her at all. She had got so bored that she had taken herself to the charity shop and had bought a heap of A level textbooks. Sherlock loved her, and this stunning brain she had been given. This meant they spent lots of time together, often playing deductions, or Sherlock teaching her about certain things. Molly had forbidden her going on any cases, of any kind until she was 12, much to Sherlock's and Vanessa's disappointment. They were both very secretive and mysterious, and very much happy in their own little world, playing with possibilities./p
p dir="ltr" style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.1199998855591px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Today was like any other day at Baker street. The Holmes had also taken over 221c, it was William and Vanessa bedrooms, they had divided the flat into 2 bedrooms, a bathroom, and a playroom, which as they got older would probably turn into a TV and Games room./p
p dir="ltr" style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.1199998855591px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Sherlock was upstairs, where John's room used to be, it was now his study, and heap of experiments room, after Molly had moved in she had taken over the kitchen, with cooking. William was running round the house at full speed, something to do with some sort of emergency, there were lots of toy cars everywhere, with lego men littered in amongst them. Molly was trying to do 6 jobs at once, she was on the phone to Mary, emptying the washing, cooking tea, trying to maintain some level of sanity, trying to get Sherlock to come downstairs, and organise a play date for William. Vanessa was curled up in her bed, with heaps of books and equations surrounding her, she was rather happy./p
p dir="ltr" style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.1199998855591px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"Teatime finally, Sherlock genuinely had no clue about cooking, actual edible food, so it was always Molly's job. Molly had put him in charge of washing up and clearing away, rather quickly after they were married. But with the children Molly made Sherlock eat tea with them, much to his disgust. But he knew it wasn't going to be argued on. Unless he was on a case, but then he had to be out. Routine was something Sherlock was never quite going to fit into, Molly had tried, and failed, but decided to just accept it./p
p dir="ltr" style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.1199998855591px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"As it was a lovely summer evening, the Holmes ventured out into the London evening, they were off to the park. William was not going to sleep otherwise tonight. He always had too much energy, which regularly drove Molly mad. Vanessa didn't want to go to the park, but Sherlock found a way around that. "If you come, we can play deductions at the park, there will be some other people around, is that more fun?". When they got to the park, Sherlock and Vanessa quickly found the best watching position, on the wall around the park. They both sat there, cross legged, hands under their chin, their dark curls being caught by the wind. William was climbing and running and spinning and swinging, and Molly was trying to keep up, and stop him falling off, which was bound to happen./p
p style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-size: 15.1199998855591px; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'GNU Unifont', Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 1.286em auto; padding: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color: #2a2a2a;"span style="border: 0px; outline: 0px; font-weight: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-size: 15.1199998855591px; font-family: inherit; vertical-align: baseline; list-style: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"Sherlock and Molly were finding as the children grew up there was the great delight in watching them find things they really loved. But also watching them enjoy exploring everything, because that's what children do. Sherlock found it harder and harder to show them that he really loved them, because they needed to be told they were loved, and that Daddy was proud of them, Molly regularly had to tell him to make the effort, even if it was something small like sticking up a drawing in his office. Molly however found it got easier and easier, something Sherlock didn't really understand but decided he couldn't worry about it. Too much./span/p