Saturday, September 28, 2019

This old house

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Here’s some documentation for what we did this summer. This house consumed most of your dad’s summer because he was doing what dad’s do...protect us. The smell is long gone and our house is changing right before our eyes. Our pocket book is barely keeping up...but we get to enjoy it. This house is our fun and from what I hear brings fun to others. No we didn’t travel the world, we don’t have season tickets, our furniture is old and used, we have holes in every room...but we have fun. 

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