Monday, January 03, 2011
So. One day as I was backing out of my driveway to pick up the kids at school, I heard a terrible crunching noise. I got out to investigate and found a bag containing a gift I had purchased for a friend. I still have no idea how it made its way from my trunk to the driveway without my knowledge.
I saved the pieces, wondering if it could somehow be put back together. Eva was determined to try.
It's a little worse for wear, has some chipped paint, and doesn't sit quite flat anymore, but somehow I have an affinity for this old house. We have a lot in common.