They built a fort out of paint a friend had given us (he's a painter and had tons of leftover paint - much of it not even opened - in his basement that his wife wanted him to get rid of so she could have the basement back!) and the cans that I haven't gotten to putting in the basement yet. They took turns guarding the fort.
Caleb either took a break or is using the clementine in his hand as a grenade.

Chloe had much success guarding the fort with her caulk gun. No one dared mess with her.

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