Bruce and I have been talking about building the boys a playhouse, no wait, mustn’t call it that … a clubhouse for a while now. Originally it was going to go under one of our big oaks, but it wouldn’t go in until we’d taken down the wall and built the new fence. But thanks to the City permitting issues and general busy-ness, we haven’t built the new fence or taken down the wall so clubhouse construction has been on hold. A few months ago, we started talking about changing the location of the clubhouse, in part based on the fact that the boys constantly play in this one corner of the yard that seems, well, perfect for a clubhouse.
Bruce started checking out books on clubhouse design from the library and drew up a tentative plan so I could see it.
Last weekend, actual construction started. Here’s the footprint.
The boys were pretty helpful that day — hauling gravel over to the site …
… and pounding in stakes.
Pretty soon, the first post was up.
They kept working the next day.
Of course, they took a few breaks for play time. Here they are, goggles on, breaking concrete pieces and building their own little Stonehenge.
As an aside, I also have to share the outfits they changed into later when they realized it was St. Patrick’s Day.
At some point Rob came over to collect some of his tools he’d left after woodworking class. Bruce put him to work as a consultant on the job.
It was not all work and no play; there was plenty of goofing off going on.
But at the end of the first weekend, we had the skeleton done.
This weekend we were busy with a family party and a tree planting session at Aveson, so not as much work got done. But Bruce did manage to get a few hours in and here’s where we are now.
