Jerry is taking a picture of me taking a picture, probably because it is so rare. Uncle Clive and Shackleton came this weekend, and this is the only picture I got of Uncle Clive. Oh look, he's not there, but his place setting is. That's because he spent the weekend out in the trees. I kept the kids at the house while trees fell to the ground. Who knew treehouse building could be so complex?
If you look closely, you'll see that the trees holding this fort have no tops. Those are the trees that came down with help of Grandpa, the truck, and my crossed fingers. Nobody was hurt. Shack cut his finger clearing some bark off a tree, he didn't notice until later. I'm happy there were no casualties.
The boys love their fort. They ran out to it just before school this morning to see how dry it was in the pouring rain. Thank you for the roof Uncle Clive, it really came in handy!
As our house is loud and chaotic, Shack took up pipe smoking. Look at how calm he is.
David, on the other hand, can't seem to leave Matthew's head alone.
Everybody had a great time, I think.
David is just like his older brother! Clive couldn't leave David's head alone, when I was with you... Luckily they're all cute! :)
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