He said he'll be back Tuesday to do the bathroom and touch up the door trim in the foyer. Just as he was walking out the door, AR stuck her hand right on the wall, leaving an imprint - so I yelled out to him and he came back to fix it. I can still sort of see it, but in a way I like it. It's not something that would be noticeable to anyone but me, and I can just picture myself looking at that small outline of her hand years from now and smiling. Memories. They're everywhere.
Since I downloaded pictures off my camera, I thought I'd go ahead and show a few just for fun.
Our New Chair
Our New Kitchen Curtains
Have a great weekend, everybody!
