Our 35-year-old deck. My foot slipped through one of the boards a few weeks ago, and the deck has been looking pretty sad for some time now. Matt swears it wouldn't have made it through another summer...and it wasn't safe for the children. Whatever. I know what's up. Check out what a "terrible time" he had with Stephen...
This immediate gratification project has led to many others over the past few weeks. They had such a great time with the deck, that the boys moved on to tearing up the patio that was causing water problems for us. Matt pulled up the carpet in the front room, giving us a beautiful hard wood floor. I tore down the last of the wallpaper...making this house officially ours. 
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