Pickup Sticks

This weekend we are helping my parents build a deck off the back door. So far we have only done the demolition stage and we threw the boards into a pile on the grass below. The pile was just temporary because we needed to move the boards to a better location and stack them up too. So as I peered over the deck I saw this....What does this picure remind you of? I thought to myself, this reminds me of the a game that I played as a kid (yes, I have always loved games). It was a giant game of pick-up sticks! How cool was this going to be? So as my Dad and I completed the moving task, we took turns picking up 2x4's while trying not to move any others. It was great and hilarious. I learned that 2x4's are much more difficult than little plastic rainbow colored sticks.

To all you Dads out there...(Like Dads really read these blog things anyway)

Yes, these wacky pictures are my Dad. The thing that he has taught me best is to never grow up and don't forget how to be a kid again. He teaches this by straight example too. I love that about him. He is so young at heart and care free. He always has a good tease up his sleeve and a great sense of adventure. He is my hero and I love him. Although we don't say these three words to each other very much, he shows me by his simple yet meaningful acts. I just want to share a few things he has done these past few months that said to me, "I love you Winzo".

1. Helping me me rip apart and tile my kitchen. I know that it was a lot of hard work and that he was in a lot of pain yet somehow he manages to still stay goofy and pleasant the whole time. (It also could have been the beers but I will give him the benefit, JK). But he made working on such a big project a great time.

2. Calling me on Thursdays and saying,

"LYNDZI!, Do you know what day it is? That's right, its Thursday and you haven't talked to your dad alllll week. You should be ashamed of yourself." And really I should because I get so busy and forget the great people that I miss.

3. Watching him with my husband. There is no greater expression of love than to get teased and ganged up on by the two best men in your life. Boy do they love sharing this past time. I don't think there is anything they enjoy more.

4. When he makes me homemade raspberry ice cream because he knows it's my favorite.

Yes, he is a sweet kid for sure.

The Kitchen

The Kitchen is almost complet and pics will be coming soon..... We just have a couple more coats of paint and a little mudding and we will be finished. Oh and we need to lay the carpet for the stairs. But I like to keep you in suspense.