The storm hit.
The branches crashed.
The boys screamed.
The ceiling gashed.
The family fled.
The insurance company said, "Are you freakin' kidding me?"
(not really but that's the image I have in my mind)
The branches crashed.
The boys screamed.
The ceiling gashed.
The family fled.
The insurance company said, "Are you freakin' kidding me?"
(not really but that's the image I have in my mind)
The initial view...
Somewhere under that mess is a hole all the way down to our living room.
And somewhere under that big ol' branch is a hole in our bedroom.
The tree that caused all the damage... it is seriously tall, though not as tall as it was a couple days ago.
Little Natey amid the chaos of tree debris.
Get your chain saws out. It's a "party" at our house. Can you sense our celebration?
1 comment:
oh my gosh. How does everything bad happen to your house? I am so sorry. I want to cry for you. Is your house all fixed yet? Praying everything is ok!
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