Playhouse in the backyard

Friends leaving town have gifted the kids with this fun playhouse. We need to get a new bolt to put on the other half of the roof, but it’s fun as a convertible.

Ezri thought cleaning it up with a big, pink sponge was great. We sploshed soapy water all over the play house and it was fun and somewhat effective and the sponge was pink which Ezri loved.

Coming out.

Going in.

Coming out again.

You know, Ezri, it does have a door.

She made me pretend alphabet soup in the kitchen. I had to wait outside, because I was the pet and she was the owner. This worked because I don’t really fit in the playhouse comfortably. Ivan also loves the house.