Our Brown House

I told a friend that we could not go to story time, at the library, because we were having our house painted. Her reply, "That's so grown up of you". For some reason, having our house painted does feel like a "grown up" activity. Like I already said, Jack loved every minute of it. The owner of the company would always ask me how "chubby cheeks" was doing.

The final product was not the initial vision. We went with all of our painter's suggestions. In the end, the house is very brown, but we like it a lot. It was Jason's idea to build out the railing on the front porch. I think it looks great.