Thanks once again to our host Larry D. at Acts of the Apostasy, keeping up with all your man card punching needs.
There was an incident. 5-year-old girl, 11-year-old boy, breakfast, and an injured knee. I was summoned to the inquest. Findings were inconclusive, but I was quite certain 6th graders need to learn not to get involved in injuring small children during meals. I declared he would be her personal servant for the next 30 minutes.
A few minutes later I walk into my study, and there’s the boy. On my computer. “Tink told me to set up Minecraft for her.”
Next time someone asks me to join in on a group baby-shower gift, I’m going to suggest one of these:
I want one. Two, actually. Maybe for Mother’s Day someone will ship me a product sample. I promise I would blog about it.
For the other 50% of childhood plumbing problems, what you want is a pair of these:
Just reach in and grab your dropped object. So much easier than taking the trap apart. God bless my father-in-law, genius of a gift-giver.
On the same porch with the laundry line and the true table tennis, we have a collection of 2″ PVC pipe and fittings. Just add a ping pong ball and you’ve got . . .
Well, that’s all for today. It’s Link Day once again, one link per comment so you don’t get accidentally caught in the spam dungeon, where my long pliers reach rarely and reluctantly. Guys you’re going to have to do better in the combox if you want to defeat the mom-bloggers.