Day 176: Birdhouse? Check.

Quick photo--the only one I took yesterday.  I've been having this thing about falling asleep at 8:30-ish.  Put Adam to bed.  Sit down on my own to make sure he goes to sleep (otherwise chances are I'm running up and down the stairs), and the next thing I know, it's 1 a.m, and my teeth feel like they're wearing argyle sweaters.  Bleh.

But here's the photo:

Last weekend I posted the beginning of the process.  Today, the masterpiece is complete.

I think any bird would be more than happy to take up residence in this house.

Now if I could just get the paint off her good clothes.  I was working upstairs and didn't know there was a daddy-daughter painting project going on downstairs.  Guess who didn't get changed.  Uff.