Brice is building a house. Not for us. But for someone else. But maybe kind of for us, because we will of course benefit from this job of him building a house for someone else.
But it's not our house yet.
So anyway, sometimes we go out and visit him where he's building. Since it's next to the lot we're going to be building on, at the farm. And the kids think it's a playground. And it's probably a good thing that when I send the boys to go with Brice to "work", that I'm not there to see what they do while they're there at "work" with him. Because being there and seeing what they do while I'm there is kind of stressful.
And I don't ever send Olivia with him. Because she is insane. And would no doubt get herself stuck in cement or something.
Little Leesie found lots of dandelion to keep her busy. But try as she might, she still can't blow them away yet.
And her little hair is getting longer. And maybe a little thicker. Maybe. Just a little.
And Olivia is a stinker. She picked out her boots with her little outfit and I didn't notice until we were well on our way. They look cute, though. But they are not, in fact, the pink tennis shoes I told her to put on. And she picked them not for the cute factor, but for the fact that she could easily slip them on. She's a little on the lazy side when it comes to getting dressed. And it's like pulling teeth to get her to do it herself.