Yesterday morning, D asked whether he could have the boxes that I'd stacked by the front door (ready to go out to the trash), and said that he wanted to build a house for his sister's barbies. How could I deny that request? Scissors and glue sticks were also requested. I can't say the result was exactly stellar - in fact they never completed it - but they had a ball. It was great hearing them talk through their ideas, too. I was completely cracking up when D said that they needed to put holes in the walls to the barbies could breathe.
Yesterday afternoon I had the weather channel on for a bit, watching the progress of Dolly. D was fascinated by the footage of the flooded streets, and excitedly exclaimed that he knew what the people needed to do: "Everybody should open their front doors, then open their freezers and then the water will turn to ice!" How's that for an alternative approach? I must admit I'm a bit unclear as to why sheets of ice would be preferable to water ;)
And in happy news, our 12 YO car has passed inspection so we're good for another year. Whew!
4 comments:
How fun! :)
Cardboard boxes never lose their appeal. Mine still love them and they're 10 and 11
Yeah for passing inspection!
Yeah for boxes!
"I must admit I'm a bit unclear as to why sheets of ice would be preferable to water ;)"
So that the water would stop running...
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