Saturday, October 13, 2007


Tom spent a good part of this afternoon trying to repair our lemon of a washing machine. At one point, it became a family affair, when he had Liam on the floor with his head half-way in the bottom of the machine, attempting to pull the control panel out (his arm was the smallest of the capable humans in our home). As I leaned in to help him, I found myself smiling that my almost seven year old was working with us to fix a household appliance. And boy, was he proud. Well, it didn't work so we will be moving to plan B soon.........either dragging trash bags of our laundry to Donna's house next door, Marie's house down the street, or to the Allegheny River and scrubbing the clothes on a rock. Its a little cold here for that though.


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