Around Christmas 2010, my brother Eric and family visited. We put them to work on the house right away! No, they wanted to work on the house. Really.
Alanna, Ella, and Marshall worked hard in the mud department. They checked our slurry by emerging their arms up to the elbow. You know the slurry is right if it looks like you have chocolate-colored gloves on. They made mud sculpture and they even planted themselves in our sand pile. Kids need a chance to play in mud from time to time, and this was the best chance ever.
Eric, Carolyn, Eva, and I continued building the walls up between the windows. Carolyn worked hard to level out the northwest corner, which tries to defy our efforts to keep it even.
The walls rose, making the house look more like a house than ever.
That was the last time we worked on the house for several months, because I had to write my book. Charles said, “The house will still be there when you’re done with the book.” Yes it was.
