There were a TON of parts.
Heavy parts.
Chris reading instructions.
I HAD to get a picture.
Work man, work!
Austin was conducting an inspection as the official Taylor family Fire Marshall.
My butt was clenched so tight while he was jumping on it before the safety netting went up that I could have converted a lump of coal into an impure diamond.
Why does Chris do this to me?
There, MUCH safer.
Thanks Nonny and Pop!





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