Lookin' like a shack

Today the siding was all tore off the house. It's official 15 years later we're back to living in a Typar shack.

In 1993 I begged John to side the house, we had lived for about 4 years with no siding. It didn't really bother me too much until Shannon came home from school with a picture that she had drawn. Their assignment was to draw a picture of their house. She drew a beautiful house with the attached garage, it looked just like our house and then she wrote all over it, the teacher asked her what she was doing and she said "that's how my house looks, there is words all over it." That was enough for me, the siding needed to go on. Now here I am again living in a Typar house, let's just hope Elly doesn't have to draw her Grawma's house at school.

Elly is having a hard time adjusting to the remolding of the house. She doesn't like it when things change. The day she found all the trim tore off her windows in her bedroom she cried the entire time she was here and cried halfway home until she finally told Shan that she didn't want Grandpa to tear her room apart.

Today we drove in the yard and she gasps for air, covers her eyes and says "Grawma I'm not gonna look.... the skin is missing from your house." Later she sees these pictures and knows it was Adam and Uncle "E" who did it. She is so mad at them for tearing off the skin. We drive out to the shack and there is Uncle "E" and she yells "E your busted, I seen the pictures of you tearing the skin off Grandpa's house"