The Clubhouse

 

This is the house that Grandpa Copper built. These are the people who live in the house. My parents were able to come and visit in July and in the last three days of their visit Grandpa and the children worked in the backyard on this clubhouse. They love having a place where they can keep and arrange their important things that aren't appreciated much in the house (baby snake skeletons, cicada bug shells, dead butterflies, pine cones, beautiful rocks, cowboy paraphenalia, pop guns, to name a few of them). This house is a dream come true for my two oldest children. It has renewed their relationship with some of the neighbor children who are several years older than the Carne kids and often have been too busy and important to play with them! Not any more.
We had to paint it after Grandpa and Grandma left since the finishing touches were put on before the trip to take them to the airport. It was hard to choose a color. We were afraid that it was going to be bright pink instead of red but with the second coat it relieved us all by drying dark and really being red. (The possibility of a pink clubhouse was just a little bit horrifying.) The children helped paint and it was fun, and not as messy as I thought it would be.
No one has camped out there yet, but they are working up their courage and maybe they will do it next year.
I need to post some pictures of 2 birthdays that we have had and the last pictures of swimming at the lake, but I will save that for another time.