I love having a handy hubby.

Not only did he install three toilets this weekend, today he ripped apart our old dining room table in order to make a new office desk! (We thought about trying to sell it, but we wanted to keep the chairs and thought that would be a much harder sell. E needed a desktop so…)

Plus now he has lots of pieces and parts for future projects!

And we found a hidden H!

Katie and the snow.

We got a bit more snow than I thought—-this is not then we’ve had all season thus far. Tom also realized he needs a bigger snowblower—-it was so deep it took him about two hours to clear the driveway and sidewalks!

She built a seat and drink holder on the side of the driveway. She also built a slide.

Not pictured: the mini snowman and the grave of the snowman that didn’t survive. I give her major points for creativity!

We’ve reached peak adulthood!

You know you’ve reached peak adulthood when you get excited about three new Toto toilets.

After renting for so long and having to deal with (forgive the pun) lots of crappy toilets, really good toilets were on my list!! And, frankly, I’m tired of all the plunging and these are supposed to be the best!

Of course the first toilet went in super easy—isn’t that always the way? Lulling you into a false sense of security. Tom raved about how easy it was. The next two weren’t horrible but they each had minor issues—including one seat that was missing parts so we are without a toilet in the master bath until the replacement comes in Monday (local stores don’t carry this brand and it would take Lowe’s another 7-9 days to send the replacement).

Now to see if they live up to their expectations!

Owen gets a new bed!

Long story short, a neighbor friend and I decided to switch beds. She had a Queen that due to previous circumstances had been cut into but was still good (but you couldn’t really sell it) and we had been talking about getting Owen a new bed…so we agreed to trade and she took his bed and headboard for her youngest!

We borrowed another neighbor’s truck and moved everything Clampett-style around the corner (they’re on a different street but only like 12 houses away).

I missed the pic of taking Owen’s old twin bed to their house but it was similarly precarious.

Owen had to help a little.

And both kids enjoying hanging out on it that night.