Summer…The Director’s Cut

I’ve decided that if Mother Nature can take a break from her regularly scheduled programming with a rerun of the ice age, then I can take the same sort of break and give us a rerun of last summer.

Remember that treehouse? That treehouse rules. It. Rules. We added a ship’s wheel (right inside that window), a porthole (right inside that door), and a few other Very Top Secret fixtures—any of which I could tell you, but if I did, they’d have to kill me.

We finished the treatment with the shake shingles, too, making the whole of the exterior one very cool looking hideout. A man cave, if you will. A place to retreat, hole up, steal away, and pull the curtains closed on the world to do what all little boys need to do:  which is, every now and then, retreat, hole up, steal away and pull the curtains closed on the man cave (not that any self-respecting man would hang curtains in his cave).

And, knowing full well that no man cave is completely impervious to the occasional salvo, we’ve fitted it with the military’s most capable defense system: the canon. Which, if you look closely in the background, is being sneaked up behind by the reason the boys tried to establish The Fort as one big pure Testosterzone: No. Girls. Allowed. (“Except mom because she’s not really a girl.”) (Direct quote.)

So, um…boys? You might want to reinforce your defense system.

Because if there’s one thing Little Girls can’t resist, it’s hanging curtains in your man cave.