The picture below was taken this morning and I’m pretty sure this has never happened. When Finnegan started stepping onto my lap I said, “Little dude, this is not going to work.” But he made it work, and Bleecker didn’t do anything to wreck it. Finnegan is actually sitting a little bit on top of Bleecker, but it was the only way he could fit himself in and thank God Bleecker was just fine with that.
Meanwhile: Still without heat and hot water. Right now I have the oven on with the door open and a fan in front of it to blow the warm air into the room. Sounds a tad dangerous, I know.