Last night, after we criminalized our home, the kids had a blast ripping up the laminate in the kitchen. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Some spots look really icktified and others just look somewhat icktified but still definitely icktified.  Therefore, I cannot see how David is going to look at this and say anything but, “It’s gotta come up.”  However, one can always hope.  It’s that eternal spring of some kind or another.