One morning I was a tiny bit slow in getting out of bed. The kids were playing nicely, and I was catching up on either the morning news (which I don't like the kids to see AT ALL) or a few extra zzzzz's. I don't remember which. What I do remember is that I heard them working together, laughing, and words like, " Avery be careful" "let me show you" "hold this" were being said. I decided to just stay put and enjoy the comfort of my nice warm bed. Little did I know that Ethan had gone into the garage and taken down this vice from a shelf, it had been in the same place for years, in the "I kind of forgot it was even around kind of way. " Well, apparently, Ethan did not forget about it.
We didn't loose any fingers, know one came running upstairs showing me blood, and my table did remain in one piece. All in all, a successful morning. Now, where is my coffee?
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