When I was a kid we had a little playhouse in the backyard. I can't tell you how many hours I spent in it, I even had sleepovers in it. The playhouse was my hideout. It even had a trap door on the side. Just a board with some hinges so you could slide out the side without having to use the front door.
I've been debating all summer building one for Nathan, or buying a playhouse package from the lumber store. But man are they expensive.
Today while in the corral with the goats. Nathan got bored and took over one of the barns. With a bunch of the boards missing off the one side, it already has a "secret trap door" built in.
So really who needs an actual playhouse. Besides with all the junk in there it's hours of entertainment finding buried treasure built right in.
~We're about to go from CITY CHIC to FARM GEEK~ My Great Grandfather used to say "you can learn to do anything if you can READ" So through trial and error- and a stack of reading we're out to prove that theory-and become a bookworm farmer- because you gotta know we have next to no experience with EVERYTHING we're about to do...
Jasper 1/4 samoyed 3/4 Pyrenees, and Maggie who is 1/2 Lab 1/2 Pyrenees
Maxxie- A Purebred Chocolate Beagle.
Chevy- who's really just known as Meow Meow
The "Queen" Hopper- Alpine
Sweet Heart- Alpine
Little One- Alpine
Romeo- Our Alpine Buck
Little Linus -Was to be our Spanish Boer X Buck. We miss you Linus.