Dear Hubby,

I know there are more romantic reasons I married you.... but to be quite frank, one of the major reasons I chose you as my husband is that you are one very handy man.

I love how you can build just about anything (yes, sometimes it takes a long time to finish it, but darn... when it is finally done, it is awesome).

We have a ton of projects on our plate (well, your plate... I am not quite so handy with a hammer and saw... but give me a sheet of paper and a pen....well, I'm all yours)

But if you could squeeze in this one project (maybe next week?), I would be eternally grateful.

Really, could you make me this?

Please?

I could sit and drink a cup of coffee and read a book in the morning light.
Come mid-afternoon, I could take an iced beverage and baby girl to hid out in the shade.
The boys and I could play board games and draw.
And at night, the two of us could have a candle-lit dinner in the trees.

I want a tree house retreat sooooo badly. Please, please? My birthday is less than a month away. If you make me one, I promise I will never bug you about our garage again.

xoxo
your totally un-handy wife.

pictures from treehousepoint