A few days ago, the boy came home to find this in the back yard. In perspective - you can see the other corner yard off to the right.
The boy: What's that?
Ribbit: A landing pad for a helicopter.
R: It's part of your father's Master Plan.
And he left it at that.
The dog, however, eyed the bobcat with envy as it tore through the dirt and dug holes he could only dream of and lumped piles of clay in loose, lovely piles. He was in love.
Yesterday, the boy noticed all sorts of boxes in the garage.
TB: Mom, is Daddy putting in a pool?
R: Why do you say that?
TB: Well, there's boxes in the garage that say 'pool' and 'pool sand' and a thermometer and pool pump and then there's that circle in the back yard and pools can be circular. My hypothesis is that he's building a pool and that's my support.
R: What about your statement the other day that all of your friends have cooler things than you do?
TB: It's possible that was based on opinion.
R: Ya think (dripping with sarcasm)?
TB: It's possible (as nonchalant as you can get).
All it needs is to fill up and get a deck.
The man's right. The kids will surely get a lot of enjoyment out of it for a long time to come. I'll likely have to move those front two 3x3 boxes, but we'll see how it all does.
The morning comes early. Sweet swimming dreams.
January 27, 2015 - Family update
2 years ago