Here you see our new kitchen. The previous owner escaped with the crappy fridge; Martín and Gaspar chucked the old stove into the Dumpster; and Jack gave the dishwasher to Martín as a present for his wife. The wall with the dots behind Jack used to be floor to ceiling with mirrors. I was gearing myself up to live with 200 square feet of reflective surface, but reason prevailed, and really, it was a little disco for us. Jack is holding Katie so she won't eat any more chunks of drywall.

What could be more fun than destroying a kitchen? Destroying a bathroom comes close.