"I would love a firepit in the backyard" I said to Carter. He's got a part-time job in a restaurant but thought this would keep him busy in his free time. Not that he was particularly looking for a back breaking project in a heatwave. Nor did he consider watching international soccer games for hours on end a poor use of his free time. "What do you think? Can you build one? I'll pay ya!" This was always just a scrabbly corner of the yard that had no real definition.
He didn't say no. He got right on board and staked out a 7.5 ft. diameter. I kept calling it a firepit, but actually Carter with help from his father and brother Ronan built a patio with a firepit on top. Oh, who could have predicted what was to come! It truly was a perfect example of how not-knowing and just figuring it out as they went turned out to be a blessing. Because if any of them had known the work it would really take, I doubt I would have gotten my firepit/patio at all. Nor could I blame them.