Friday, June 3, 2011

Jack in the Box.


Now my living room has not only been taken over by John Deere tractors but an enormous piece of garbage. One man’s junk is a little boys treasure…


Pat, the cutest dad in the world, came in the other night at 11p.m. from his shop with the box that our new BBQ was delivered in. He had transformed into a playhouse for Jack. This is one of the many things I love about him. Even though the man works from sun up til sun down he still finds time to do the simple things for his family.

Jack discovered the house when he woke up the next morning and we have had a difficult time to get him out of it since. He opens the door, crawls in, closes the door and waves at us as he peeps out through the little window. It is priceless and just plain good ol fashion fun!



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