And in the mean time. . . It’s piece by piece and one more thing at Home Depot and a dip in the pool and back at it again. Friends help with tin roofing. The George and the children built a storybook loft in the barn. Amelia rocks and reads to the hum of the saw and bang of hammer. I bring the crew breakfast in the barn.
George builds and digs. We tear apart and put back together. Shift, move, toss, recycle. Eat. Lots of water. Lots of Gatorade. And lots of PBR.
I wipe wall paper glue off the walls for an eternity and pick out paint colors for an eternity and Aunt Mary paints for an eternity and the room is beautiful and cozy and perfect. She is an angel. The children sing sweetly with Aunt Mary while waiting for dinner.
We’ve got things to finish. The windows need painting. Rooms need painting. Slow progress especially as the heat kicks in.
We love every minute of it. We love the in and out of friends and help and pizza by the pool and pasta on the front porch (not in the bed) and Mexican at the table.
And there is a squash in the garden! It is coming together.