The guys made their needle finding apparatus Sunday evening. K made one too, but hers was non-functioning as she strung her new hairbrush on a piece of yarn. Dan’s was the most impressive with 4 former hard drive magnets mounted on a piece of scrap wood.
M and B’s were both from broken microwaves on a nylon braid.
B had the honor of actually finding the needle – he heard something click when Dan walked over it, came back with his magnet, and found it.
So, B’s hearing may not be able to detect a pin drop at 10 feet, but he can hear a needle jump.
Phew. I won’t worry about whoever mows the lawn now.
Now, is there some way to characterize this as homeschooling…