So dad has taken down almost the entire old treehouse - even tho it looked really cool, it had an old wasp nest inside and the wasps were buzzing around looking for their old home... so we broke it up and hauled it away. Well, not actually "we". No hauling for me, somebody has to do all of the REALLY hard work - the supervision.
That's right - I'm the SUPERVISOR. I watch and direct as dad does all of the heavy lifting. And the destruction. And the hauling. And the planting. I made sure that everything was done just as it should be - then I dozed off. It seemed like dad had things under control.