From Daddy with love.

As many of you know my hubby built this house for his girls, I know I am a little bias but this is one of the most beautiful little tree houses I have ever seen. I was so proud of him, he just got an idea in his head and started to build, no plans. It is very Lemony Snickets, whimsical, nothing is square, very crooked and hard to build. I think you'll agree, he did a great job.Askew Construction in the beginning phases, roofing still in progress. The shingles were probably the biggest ticket item as far as cost goes, but added a really nice touch, I am glad we went with them over the asphalt.

As Canadian winters go, all construction grinded to a complete halt, you can see some of the roofing still has to be completed.

Spring came in like a lamb and we were able to get the roof completed and the outside primed and ready for pretty paint. We could not decide what color to go with , we had to consider the neighbourhood as everyone can see it for a block or two. One afternoon the girls were driving their princess mobile around and voila, the color choice came to be!

Still painting in this photo, hubby had to work on it on days off or after work. He never minded, it was labour of love for his girls(him too, he's such a big kid).

Our finished product, we love it, the girls spend so much time up here. We have tea parties and picnics from the balcony. We are going to work more on the inside, curtains ect, should be fun. Was thinking of a nice sunny yellow for the interior, something bright and colorful.

I think the girls will be able to get back to playing in their tree house soon, looks like Lovey Dovey's baby is getting pretty big.

Lovey Dovey

Lovey Dovey

Lovey Dovey in her nest

Can you spot her nest??

The girls went to climb up their tree house to have a freezie party, with the girls and a bag of coolie pops we descended up the stairs. Jennifer, Jillian and Mommy in tow, the girls got up to the balcony and Mommy trying to squeeze her bubble butt in the trap door got a surprise when Jen shrieked out "STOP". Well not so easy for me in mid squeeze we all froze, I asked Jen what was wrong she said"There's a bird up here in a nest, get down Mom".

Lifting up my arms I always drop like a stone(why didn't my hubby build a larger Mommy sized trap door, he must of been thinking about my size when we were first married)we all got down and sure enough there was a mourning dove in the crotch of the tree between the window and door.

Hubby and I called over the girls to have a talk about what we should do, move the bird or wait the 21 or so days until the babies(usually 1 or 2 ) are hatched and leave the nest. Knowing my animal, bird and bug loving eldest daughter I knew she would opt for leaving Mommy bird alone. My girl made me proud, they have decided to let nature take it's course and watch the babies hatch and take flight.

Next we decided to name the bird, many different ones were thrown about. We decided on Lovey Dovey, the kids think it's a term of endearment, I like to think it's because she got some Lovin' and now is in the family way. Either or, she is affectionately know as Lovey.

Mommy still has to squeeze her body up the trap door to water the window boxes, Lovey is very trusting , she just gazes at me and doesn't seem to be bothered.

Welcome to your new home. we hope your stay is a happy one.