Yesterday, my dad and mom came up to the new house with us to help us point out things that need repair and to make sure we weren’t making a mistake. My dad said he really liked the house, so I’m very happy about that.
My mom brought her camera and took a bunch of pictures. Like… a *bunch* of pictures. I deleted at least half of them as they were just repeats because she had forgotten that she already got that picture. Also, somehow, she never managed to get a picture of our tiny back yard. So… you’ll have to live without it.
