At the beginning of the summer, I had come home to find a hand drawn picture by Grace of her and Amelia and a small house by my nightstand. We had been talking about building a playhouse sometime. In my mind, it was somewhere in the vague , distant future. In Grace's mind I think it was a little more immediate. It seemed like it would be difficult to squeeze something like this in with all of the other home projects and vacations we had planned at the beginning of the summer. Somehow we worked it out and I was able to build not just a playhouse but another layer in the relationship with my oldest daughter as she was there to help every step of the way. You can view the whole slideshow here.
