Well, they did it

They finished working on the kitchen. I didn't think they would ever get done. Every day they locked me in my room like I was being punished or something.

Last weekend, I got to help again. Mom and Dad put in the floor by themselves so I helped them out. Well, I thought I was helping, they just kept telling me to move out of the way.

I like our new floor. It is very comfy. Dad thinks it is cute that I like to lounge around with one foot tucked under me and the other one straight out front.

Here you can see Dad's new dishwasher and the new cabinets.