I went to our house (the one we're building) last week to take pictures of the progress. Andrew was nowhere to be seen...but I could hear a hammer pounding and music floating up from the crawl space underneath my feet.
Maybe I'm the only one who finds this heartwarming, but I wanted to capture what I found below: my husband all by himself, busy doing something manly with tools, with bright and happy Christmas music blaring on the radio.
I just love that guy.
P.S. Click on the movie to make it bigger.