Life With Boys

My father-in-law built me three beautiful window boxes as an early birthday present.

When Matt went to put them up he found the wood around the window to be rotten. So, he tears off the wood to put up new trim. He then finds the wood under the trim is rotten. So he tears that off too. Where he finds, you guessed it, more rotten wood.

He spent Sunday rebuilding the wall, in order to hang my three beautiful window boxes. (Which are not yet up because we had to get paint matched — the stuff left with the house was from 1992.)

Now it is supposed to rain.