I have really wonderful parents.
They traveled all the way here from Wisconsin, just to hug and kiss us.
My dad built a door for the little house.
Not just any door. A Dutch door!
He also went about fixing things here and there. Now our closet door closes all the way, our yard looks so much better with mulch, and even our downstairs shower is nicer!
My mom made darling pillows to make the inside of the little house nice and comfortable.
Mom also made a really yummy rib dinner on Sunday.
We had pulla, of course. House smelling of pulla = heaven. Also strawberry jam. mmm.
So thanks for loving us. Even me, your punk daughter who gave you headaches and sleepless nights. We are overwhelmed and our hearts are filled with
kiitos.
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