Many years ago Michael, Courtney and Erin decided to dig a humongous hole in the back yard. Then spent hours upon hours upon hours doing this. The hole was deep. The hole was wide. It even had a tunnel. I know that somewhere I have a picture of them all in the hole (there was plenty of space in the hole for them all to sit and stretch out very comfortably at the same time), but I am a bit tired to go find it. Well - why am I thinking about this summer event today? This is why!
Brad is holding the handle of a shovel and the blade of the shovel is at the bottom of the hole.
So why does Brad think he is Stanley Yelnats (better read Holes by Louis Sachar if you don't know who that is)? We are putting in the sewer at our old house, and of course, we are too tight to pay someone to do work we can do ourselves, so Brad and I have been digging DEEP holes for the past two days. (Zach dug for a few hours too.) The family who are interested in buying our home are using an FHA loan and it is a requirement that a sewer be installed. So now you can see how much we like to play in the dirt.
Saturday, June 13, 2009
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