When Alice was this age, I took up sewing.
Sewing isn't exactly Robert-friendly or James-friendly. They like to sit on my lap and push pedals, spin dials, or use my tools to stab/cut/threaten things.
I would have done something outside, but it was cold raining and I wasn't in the mood to be cold wet. And then what the heck would I do with Matthew once he woke up?! I can't do nearly as many outside things as I would like now that he's mobile.
Anyway, today I needed a project that the boys could help me with during Matthew's morning nap. I attacked the wood paneling in the dining room.
What a horrible idea, right?! I just wanted to see what was beneath it...just get a peek. But to assess it at all, I had to remove base boards and some tacked on molding at the top. Well, once you've got the molding off you might as well give it a little tug to see how it's attached...within ten minutes, Robert was helping me like this:
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| Robert must be 3/4 monkey. |
(whew)
There was a real wall beneath the wood paneling, but the glue they used was crazy strong. It ripped off the back of the wood paneling, or ripped off some of the drywall paper, or just stayed in a thick, crusty, yellow streak across the wall. I'm thinking I'll need to install new drywall. (Easy, right? Dad?).
Now my dining room is SO much brighter and uglier. The boys and I had a riot, though, and I'm glad I did it. Now to learn about drywall...

I loved your "SO much brighter and uglier" line. Cracked me up. :)
ReplyDeleteSounds like we need to make a little trip to Illinois one of these next days. :o)
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