Last year I got this bright idea that we should make puzzles for The Boy’s family with pictures from our travels. And, of course, get one for ourselves.
And not just any puzzles. Really hard puzzles. Ours was this photo from Astoria with a grey sky and many, many sticks. We regretted it decision almost the moment we opened the box.
Oliver decided it was best to supervise from a distance.
Obi was more of a paws on supervisor.
In spite of our trepidation, we finished the puzzle in one day. And a happy new year weekend was had by all.