Nick took the boys out to cut wood today, and came back with a huge truckload of wood to keep me warm this winter. His t-shirt is headed for the trash, however; I am not going to even attempt to redeem it.
Lucy was banished from the house upon return until I could bathe her, because she had discovered some delectable rotting animal flesh out in the woods to roll in. But for a dog who will climb in the bathtub to splash with the boys, she showed surprisingly stubborn resistance to getting a bath herself. I had to wrestle her into the tub.
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