Trombone has rediscovered his baby swing. He got this look on his face when he saw it tucked in the corner of the room, all, “Hey, you guys have been holding out on me! There’s a swing INSIDE!” I kind of feel the same way. It’s cold out there for twice-daily swing sessions.
The carpet is gone. Underlay is in place (I am assuming). Menfolk are coming back (T & I are in Burnaby, being women and children)(pesh!) and pizza has been ordered.
If you leave this post with REO Speedwagon in your head, I will have done my job.
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