Tree House

"Seasons change and I have found you.
Looks like you've been here a long time.
Looks like you are here to stay
And I reason that that's O.K.
When though, when will you be leaving.
You're way up in the trees.
Or afloat on the seas...

Tree house, your mind is like a tree house.
I climb up the shaky ladder."
- Buffalo Tom





We have been laying low all week since Little is now 5 days post-op from his T&A. In between rounds of pain medications, antibiotics, snuggle time, cartoons, frequent naps, and tears we have managed to erect a hand-me-down fort in our back yard. With a little bit of elbow grease, a new tarp, and fresh paint the tree house (minus the tree) is as good as new. Ms. Pink loves her swing as a weeping willow dances above and the boys can't believe they have their own park in our back yard. The best part is that the entire structure stays shaded well past lunch in this HOT Texas sun.