We like to make our own things. If we can make it or even think we can, we go for it. If it stinks, we try again. Pioneer Papa is a wood man, he can create shelves, tables, etc. from mere pictures in my mind of what it could be. Yesterday he made wooden picture frames for our pioneers boy’s entries into an upcoming art show. The pioneer boys favorite part was the antiquing of the frames. I mean, come on, give two boys supervised hammering rights, and you’ll see pearly whites! The frames turned out perfectly, because we made them and we had no desired outcome other than to like them. We just kept going until it was satisfactory, and made sure it was fun getting there.