Erica just does stuff. She jumps right in. We were sitting around at 89 one day (I know what you're thinking. What else is new??) and she pulls out the ladder. Dad had mentioned that he didn't like that some of the tree branches touched the house. So, while Paul is sleeping on a blanket on the front lawn she whips out some large shears and a ladder. Up she goes on the roof and gets rid of those branches. No biggie. Obviously, Camden also wanted to get on the roof. I was hesitant at first, but he promised to stay close by Gug and listen closely to what she needed him to do.
Then all those extra branches became a very cool fort on the front lawn.
Thanks for making our lives a little more interesting Gugsies.