Photo essay interrupted. I asked Keith to take a picture of the paint color. I envisioned something that would oh...say...actually show the color. Instead we have a tiny spec on the paint can above. And then he disappeared and came back with this photo. Look! he said. At 9:48 the heat index is still 89 degrees, that's insane. I mention this to show two things: 1) I think he has task ADD, and 2) to give you a glimpse of how many weather related conversations he's started in the last few weeks. It's hot, I know. But are we 85 years old yet and needing to comment on the weather? I'm not sure. I smiled and said yes, that is insane. And then I said to get your paintbrush and slap some Plumage on those beds.
The flash was used in the picture above. The blue is not that light.
Taking cribs apart. Very curious about what Dada is doing here.
Very curious, until we realized there were mattresses on the floor.
Yoga.
Big blue beds!
Discovery of the shelves.
It's a box! He said.
New bed test-lay.
Overall I'd say we're pleased.
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