Remember the door to nowhere?
The Wednesday of Philip’s spring break, our contractor delivered lumber and dug the first post holes. By Thursday, the posts were inspected and approved and half of the flooring was in place. By Friday, work had begun on the railing. On the following Monday, we had a finished deck. Philip “help” throughout. For example, when they were digging the holes, he kept trying to put the dirt back in. And then when they were ready to fill in around the posts, Philip was no longer interested in moving dirt.
As soon as the stairs were in place, Philip spent most of his time going up and down them. It made me nervous when the railings weren’t yet in place, but not as nervous as watching him climb the work men’s ladders.
We can finally use our back door. Of course, the deck was looking bare so last Sunday, Peter and I built a picnic table for the new deck. I didn’t think we could make it ourselves, but Peter proved me wrong. Now I have a place to sit down and enjoy the view. On Tuesday evening, we all gathered on the deck to watch birds fly overhead. Philip loved it.