Helping Daddy tear apart the bathroom yesterday morning (more pictures) while wearing pajamas. I think his favorite tool and task is poking a metal file into one of the exposed 2×4s. I can’t remember his exact term for what he was doing, but he’s very good at whatever it is. We disconnected plumbing, pulled out sinks and vanities, and then in a family bonding type move I yanked the toilet up off the floor and carried it down the hall and outside while it dripped all over the place and everyone said “gross!” After Zane and I ripped everything out of the room Faith took on the thankless job of steaming the wallpaper off. Hopefully by this time next week most of the bathroom will be back together better than ever.