The New House

BigE is working on a new house. In our front yard. He`s found a little spot wedged between a couple of bushes. Right around where Mama was smart enough not to plant any flowers. That way the diggers had room to work.



The hard part is when he wants me to come visit. I can`t seem to explain the idea that Dada just doesn`t fit that little space.

I was even told this morning that BigE was going to work on it this afternoon because he had somebody moving in next week. I have no idea where that came from.