Well, we are actually making some progress. Of course, I may run out of blog material when this is finally finished. Maybe I'll move on to the outside? Ehhh...probably not!
This weekend we hung 2/3 of our cabinets, brought the plumbing up through the floor and bought a dishwasher.
Isn't she pretty? (It is a she, by the way)
No sooner had we put the dishwasher in place and my son pounced on the box.
Before I knew it, he had a door and windows cut into the box, a welcome sign, and "indoor" lighting (a la two flashlights that he hung from the ceiling). He played in the box all afternoon.
And he ate dinner in the box.
I'm pleased to say that he didn't actually sleep in the box. Only because he fell asleep and I carried him to his bed, although I'm sure he'd rather be in the box.
The next day, was a pretty lazy day. After church, we came back home and relaxed. I happened to look over at the box and saw this site...
Apparently, he locked himself out of the box (now known as "Fort C" - you can see the added decorations). By now, he has added his plastic handcuffs to the inside of the box door to keep intruders out. Don't ask me how he did this, but for some reason, he needed to go through the window of the box.
(Note: I apologize for the grainy picture, because #1) I'm from Kentucky and we tend to say please and sorry a whole lot; #2) the light was off in this room; and #3) I took this picture with my iphone)
Later on that evening, I came into the room to see even more of the family enjoying the box/Fort C.
I know people talk all the time about how fun the box is, but now I'm a believer!
That's all for now!