I’m starting a series of posts about the construction of our new shed/shop. My husband is building it and our son is playing little helper dude. You see, our house looks like a barn – shaped like a barn and is painted red and white. Some people thought we were building a church when the big wooden front doors were installed; then they guessed we were living in a barn. Well, I guess we are in a way.

The next big project is a shop out front for my husband. I “get” to use it for the mower and that’s about it. One side will be open so the horses can come in and out in the winter, and for hay storage. It’s going to be the exact opposite of our house – red roof, trim and wainscot with white walls.

The other night, my husband dug post holes and poured quick crete. He had to attach wood to all four sides of the bottom of the posts, and little helper dude was put to work. He’s a boy, so instead of taking the top piece off the pile, he was on his stomach, digging for the hardest piece to reach.

The unspoken deadline for completion is about three weeks from now. I’ll be glad to have things moved out of the garage and into the shed. And in the meantime, little helper dude is getting his first lesson in construction.

The scrapes on his knees and sliver in his hand were nothing compared to the satisfaction of being able to help daddy. It’s nothing a bath and a little Neosporin can’t fix.

Until we walk again …