Knock, knock

Knock, knock.
Who's there?
My panther.
My panther who?
My panther falling down.

Thank you to Claire's preschool for that one. My all-time favourite knock, knock joke. And what a great segue this is....please note that interior doors have been lacquered.

Does anyone else think this looks a little freaky like the "invasion of the interior doors that are standing on their own in the middle of my bedroom"? They've invaded other rooms, too.

Also note that mudding has begun downstairs. Thank you to Claire and her artistic eye for this portrait of her parents.