So ya'll were wondering what that plywood thing is in the background of this photo:
Here's the deal:
That "thing" is in what we call our "open room". It's not really a living room, not really an anything room. Just a big open space. Here's a pic so you get a better feel of what I'm talking about (the room without the "thing"):
See, it's just a big open space (great for kids, mind you).
Wisconsin is kind of cold. Well, most years it is (this year, like the rest of the country, as been unseasonable warm). Anyway, usually it's cold. So my husband (God love him) loves to do projects indoors. Sure, he's got a barn and a shed for his "whatever men do in their workshops" time, but to do something in the comfort of his 70 degree home is what he prefers.
My husband loves his kids. Wait a minute....my husband IS a kid. No really, he is. A great big one. It's not a fault. It's pretty cool.
Anyway, the kids have lots of outside stuff--a play set, a huge trampoline, a dozen Power Wheels (no joke), a pond to swim in, oh and about 5 acres to run around on. But my husband thought they should have something else. A play house.
A 150 square foot play house.
And doors and windows.
And a pitched roof.
Made of.....can anyone guess???
So, he decides that it would be best to cut the pieces outside and assemble it in the house.
And so he did.
And it took up the entire "open room". I can't even get the entire thing in a photo.
And yes, Kermit is okay, I promise.
We had some people over for the Superbowl and didn't think it would be appropriate for them to have to walk around it to get from the kitchen to the TV (which is what I had to do for, um, about a MONTH). So, he and his brothers took it apart (wall by wall) and moved it outside.
It's not set up yet (he wants to side it first and build the roof), so it's just in "storage" for the time being.
But I have my house back and I'm happy.
And the kids will be happy in a few weeks.
And daddy will be too.