It all started with a game of school break karate and ended with a crash.
The kids broke a window in our reading room. Noone was hurt and the kids felt bad, but windows break sometimes.
My Dad came over and showed me what needed doing. Spider droid watched in the background.
Then I put him to work, which he gave 2 thumbs up.
We got the broken glass out. Now all that remains to be done is to put in a new one.
2 comments:
Love the 3 generations working together!
"...But windows break sometimes." This reminds me of how my brother and his friends broke our front window twice while playing baseball. Our father was fine with it. At the second time, all he said was, "Strike two, boys!" and he simply smiled. Then, he grabbed the phone and called someone to have it replaced. Oh, how I miss my dad!
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