The countdown to August is getting shorter and shorter. I am not ashamed to say that I have been nesting--turning the house upside down and shaking out all of the old lady funk that the previous owner left. 
Alas, David will never know the original blue carpet in the bedrooms or blue vinyl in the kitchen. He will never know fruity mauve or yellow wallpaper.
He'll never know about the busted kitchen drain pipe or the hole in the floor.
Hopefully, he will have a nice, soft place to run around, throw up, and break our nice stuff until he learns otherwise.
He will probably know alot, however, about loud plastic toys, stuffed animals, good food, and, if I've got anything to do with it, super hero costumes.
