Earlier this week the boys and I zipped up the road to visit my parents {otherwise known as Bunny and Pop}. After slightly less than twenty-four hours of fun we zipped back down the road toward home.
While we were away the professor invested a significant amount of time into reclaiming our house from the uproarious mess that I call renovation sprawl. Oh that man of mine, he knows how to revive my weary spirit! No, the kitchen isn't finished, but we're slowly starting to put things back together. That's a good sign... very good.
When the car was unpacked the boys pushed chairs into the kitchen and planted themselves on either side of me as we fired up the new stove while stirring together a batch of homemade play dough. The delightful, green substance has kept Tukes busy ever since.
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