November 29

I spent the bulk of the afternoon working on a crochet project, and this is how I found Brady when I emerged from my cave (room) for a drink:

In the foyer, surrounded by an array of boxes. (And Chub. And BearBear.)

When I asked what he was doing, he said he was putting together a house for Isaac's dog Slime. He went on to explain that Isaac had taken Slime upstairs to keep him occupied so the surprise wouldn't be spoiled.

They're definitely growing up quickly, but I'm grateful that they still act like little boys sometimes because the days of playing with stuffed animals and building box forts are far too few.