My life is so unfair.
As in, it’s not fair how lucky I am. I have found so many neat old things to play with around this house In the last year.
Or rather, these ladders.
We had a big, tall two-piece ladder hanging on the back of our house. Chris cut one of the pieces in half for me, so I now have 2 small and one gigantic ladder.
Kennedy asked why I had a ladder going up to the ceiling. Chris said that I had a secret fort up there. They don’t get it.
Who’s with me on that one?