October 23, 2003 - Thursday
Harry wants me to build him a playhouse outside. There's a plastic one at the Preschool playground that he and his friends regularly play in, I guess, but somewhere he's gotten the idea that he wants a playhouse. And, that's fine. My father built one for my brother, sister, and me when we were young and we used it often. I've been thinking about building one with lumber left over from work I've been doing lately to the old house. The problem is that Harry's favorite color is still pink, he says, and he wants to paint the future playhouse pink. Oh, man. There's really no good way to explain to Harry the dynamics and the dilemma of having a pink playhouse in the yard.