When soon-to-be parents announce that they are having a boy, I usually tell them they should enroll in a Sheetrock Repair class at their local Home Depot or Lowe's.
I had no idea little boys could be so rough on a house. Our house is three and a half years old and the walls look like they are at least 10 years old. Holes, nicks, dings, scratches, entire corner chunks missing. They run into the walls with their cars, their toys, their balls and sometimes even themselves. (We have a dent in the wall that mysteriously is the exact same size, shape and height of Luke's forehead). Since this weekend was a cold, wet, rainy weekend, Kevin got the spackle and started making repairs. Let's just say it took him the better part of Saturday to get it done. Now he has to sand it down and then do some touch up painting. Thankfully, we have lots of leftover paint from the first time we painted. Because we are definitely going to need it.
Here is one of Kevin's helpers:
I love how he is taking these big giant steps because in his little 3 1/2 year old mind, that's how Daddy walks.
1 comment:
That so funny wait until they are 17. The other day Brian was racing Lydia to my car and he slipped and crashed so hard that he dented my passenger door. I guess you need to recommend an auto body class as well.
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