B, Aniston, and I were enjoying a lazy Saturday afternoon when we heard a noise outside. Aniston ran to the back door and yelled, "It's my playhouse!"
Sure enough, this was being delivered in our backyard.
We had been told earlier in the week that this would be happening at some point. It was just a matter of time. Aniston's birthday is March 25 and the great-grands had promised a playhouse. They found just what they were looking for last week, and couldn't bear to wait until her birthday. :)
As the men were unloading the playhouse and setting it up, Aniston kept saying, "It's perfect! I love it!" She was so excited.
I tried several times to get a picture of Aniston with Mamaw and Papaw.
Papaw insisted on making faces in every single one. Oh, memories. :)
Aniston cried last night when we made her come inside, and begged to sleep in her playhouse. Bless her! Luckily, the weather was nice again today so she was able to spend most of the afternoon playing in it.
She is one happy, blessed, and very loved little girl!