Saturday, my parents kicked us out of the house for several hours. We knew something was up, but didn’t worry. We came home and the surprise could be seen from the street. Remember when Lucy died this summer and Molly went a little crazy with grief? After that, Evan decided to finish off the door. Notice all the living room pictures with the door in the background or the front porch pictures that showed the door? Well, look at the door now:

Anyone want to kick us out and paint the house?

Now there’s no towel blocking the gaping hole on the inside and no cat sticking her paw in from the outside. I am very happy.