We call B the Clockkiller, because things just happen to fall off of the top bunk. But K loves anything she can take apart.
I guess I’m not discouraging her very much by taking her picture doing it, huh?
My musings on our homeschool, coop, figuring out what my educational philosophy is anyway, and will I ever make curtains for the rest of the appartment?
So cute! J used to carry around a tiny screwdriver at 1 (he called it a Wo-Wo) and undid any bolts he could find. Chairs would fall apart when you sat down. Hinges off. I wasn't very good at discouraging him, either!