Saturday, January 25, 2014

The New Clubhouse

     We left a clubhouse in our move last summer.  It's something my two boys remind me of everyday.  A clubhouse, and a much loved swing.  So when Ben saw the wood against the garage, he assumed it was for a new clubhouse.  I didn't have the heart to tell him I salvaged it off the side of the road to make our garden boxes out of.  

     It's amazing how many hours can be consumed when you give a boy a hammer and a bag of nails.  They worked on it all afternoon and only needed  help nailing on the roof.  They have big plans for this clubhouse.  A nice addition to the pirate raft Dad made them for Christmas.  We just wish we had our Lake St. friends to fill it with secret plots, adventures and popsicle wrappers. 


  1. We'd litter in your clubhouse in a heartbeat! It looks awesome!