Saturday morning, we fiddle-farted around. Well, I slept in while Kyler did some work. Then we meandered to the couch and finished watching The Lorax (we fell asleep Friday night in the middle). So late morning, I decided to blog about our new bedroom, and Kyler went outside to inspect the place after Friday night's storm.
Apparently the ground was so soft that Kyler took it upon himself to knock over this dead tree. He came in to get me, proud of his work. He got the root and all!
Ah! See my brute strength!
And down to the woods he goes!