how to build a yurt (3 of 10)

Aren’t my family cool? Uncles, aunts, cousins, sisters, the whole clan, they came out, over and over, to help Paul with putting this whole thing together–while I did nothing but take photos and sit around, hugely pregnant.

Well, it was my idea to do the yurt. Maybe I get credit for that. It’s actually a nice kind of reversal: with babies, the husband has some input in the beginning, yes, but the wife does the heavy lifting, carrying that puppy around for nine months. With yurts, apparently, the wife puts in critical information in the beginning and then the husband takes over.

I love these pictures though, of all these people I love, working together to give me and my children a home.