...MUST COME DOWN!Remember the story I was telling you about?
The one where my ceiling was crying?
And how my husband was up on the roof
instead of at work?
Well, this is how much he got done,
before he FELL off the roof...
...and landed HERE, on top of our bush.
This picture doesn't do it justice.
When big men fall...they fall HARD!
(good thing it wasn't too far up)
He got the wind knocked out of him,
and his back tweaked a little,
but no complaints today.