Believe it or not, Vinny hasn't even seen the house we're moving into. I think it's driving him a little bit crazy not being able to visualize what it looks like. Last time I drove down, he stayed home with the animals...so now all he has to go on are my descriptions. Yesterday I attempted to draw him a picture of the floor plan so that I could better explain how things are laid out and what it looks like. Afterwards, I went upstairs to my office. When I came back down Vinny told me he had added a few things to my drawing. (Click to make it bigger--then click again.)
Yes--this is proof of our bless-ed immaturity. We've always done these little doodles together...and I usually keep them because of the way they tell our story...and all the abnormal truths of our lives... I should make a book of them. You know, something to give to the grandkids someday. haha!