In church on Sunday we were chatting with a friend, and I asked him how his home renovation projects were going. I realized that for a few years every time we talked to them, their house was in some sort of disarray due to a project. I hadn't heard them talking about any recent projects, however. His response?
"We've conceded defeat to [the kids]."
They have a couple of projects planned, but they won't be started until next year when the girls are a little older.
This morning Nate and I also conceded defeat.
Last night Camille slept better than she's slept in weeks. Blake, however, has come down with a yucky cold (again), and was up several times.