Having survived the first two weeks of my show and returning to work full-time, Troy and Huck surprised me at our new, empty house last Sunday afternoon with this …

This beautiful sight was only slightly marred by the sound of Huck wailing as he held onto the back of his head in front of a brand new hole in our living room wall.  In hindsight I probably should have asked “Is that a HOLE in our wall?” a few less times and “Are you ok?” a few more. The week before he spilled a gigantic bucket of water all over our new kitchen floor, and as we were leaving I broke one of the blinds.  Huck walked up to me and said, “Hashtag I need a hug.”

The school year’s winding down, the weather’s incredible but does cause at least one of us to be miserable on any given day, I’m doing a play, the farmer’s market has returned, we own a house, every now and then Sunny goes number two on our living room rug, double birthdays and an anniversary are fast approaching, I haven’t had a day off in a long time and may drop dead any minute now, we’ve been brushing our teeth with travel size toothpaste for a week because I keep forgetting to go to the store, and two of our favorite human beings on the entire planet are moving to our town this summer. Sometimes you have to look away from the hole in the wall and keep your eyes on that fireplace you’ve been dreaming about your whole life.

(But seriously, anyone know how to fix a head-shaped hole?)