Special Delivery
A former foreman of Paul's who lives not too far from here called Paul up the other day and asked if we'd like a dollhouse. Paul went over and took a look at it and Dave and his sons delivered it yesterday. I'm so jealous. I would have loved this as a kid. Heck, if I could stand up straight in it, I'd play there now. We didn't hear from Cammy or Nolan all afternoon. Busy cleaning, you know.
Hey, Dorito. You wanna come over and play? You can be Jill or Sabrina. I'll be Bosley.
7 comments:
It looks like the house is really really far away!
Sure I'll come over. Will I be able to stand up in the house?
It'd be about forty minutes for you. And, ya, you can stand up.
That is one fancy chicken coop!
Yes, it is, isn't it? Too bad the kids are loving it. Not sure if I have the heart to use it for a coop though - it was lovingly built by Dave's dad for his first grand-daughter. Paul says the initials "C K" could stand for chicken koop.
I'm probably going to end up living in there. Just throw in a woodstove, and I'll be all set.
The windows open. It's even insulated. Not sure you'd get a woodstove in there. But I've got a blanket you can have.
Ya, mum, it would be nice for a "Chicken Koop", and Dorito, there would never be enough room in there for a would stove
Riley$$$**
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