Brent has often complained to the kids; they slam the upstairs bathroom door. It is especially aggravating in the middle of the night. BAM! When they enter. BAM! When they leave. Last evening around bedtime, Brent marched upstairs and removed the door from its hinges! The kids were dumbfounded. What ever was Dad doing? How on earth were they going to use that bathroom without a DOOR! I didn't ask any questions. The kids didn't ask any questions. This morning over breakfast, Aaron said, "Dad must have burned the door." Aaron figures he burns everything. Later today I went out in the shop to fetch something...and saw the door. It had glue clamps holding down a corner. Wait'll the kid see this! I'll bet there will be some quiet shutting of the door for a while.
2 comments:
thats so funny!great idea though:)
Your hubby is great! Whenever your kids ride in our van they say your dad uld never ride in it with all its creaks and squeaks!! -Ruth
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