The plan was to share some photos of our new roof.
It didn’t happen.
Igor the roofer sent me a text message at 6am that they were not coming and that tomorrow would be a better day.
You don’t argue with a guy named Igor that knows how to use an air hammer, and carry a package of shingles up a ladder with greater ease than I have reaching for the remote.
So…what then? Here’s today:
She accompanied BW to the university and while Mommy was at work she watched shows, read books and ate “Big Honking Muffin”.
She had to bring her doll, because you can’t go out without a doll in your arms.
The bike riding: we’re getting closer folks. not yet, but closer.
We went and investigated the new playground set they are installing at the park on the corner.
She told me she was going outside for a bit, and I found her struggling to bring her bike home from the corner - turns out she had to show the neighbor her new wheels. I helped her drag it back because those pedals stick out when you walk beside it.
We have a big honking dumpster in our driveway because we are ready for the roof.
Bring it, Igor. Let’s do this.
Until Next Time,
TH and Co.