I’ve been promising the kids a treehouse for a while now. JZ did the plans, which not only artfully represented a castle in the sky, but included a handy reckoner of the order in which to do things (“sters furst”).
She was a little underwhemled at first, as what I built is more of a crows nest than a princess castle, but nevertheless I’m suffused with pride at my creation. Here it is:
The kids look a little like extras in a Tim Burton film, but that’s just because they’d been eating cupcakes with blue icing. Normally their lips have a more vigorous tone.
I’m planning an upper floor in the crown of the tree now…