My sister knocked off a part of my counter yesterday. It must be her really large hips! (Ahahahaah! Sorry, Jod). She ran into the corner of it, just like I have at least three hundred times before.
I've packing taped it on in the past, but it looks stupid. When my sister was over, she put a hunk of scotch tape on it, but that looked even worse. I just peeled off the whole piece of counter and threw it in the drawer.
Next thing I knew, Keith had it all repaired. And I was so proud. I was a beaming wife. So glad for a husband that "gets 'er done" (the whole time, I was wondering why the counter piece took preference to the broken bike tire that's been in the driveway for WEEKS, but.....) *
After I exclaimed my love for Papa once more, S said, "Mom, B did that."
And so I began my exclamations again, but replaced, "I just love when Papa does those things" to "I just love having a crazy controlling robot for a son". And B beamed with pride.
Apparently, Elmers Glue Stick (purple) is just about as good as duck tape!? Who knew?
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* Just so you know, K does actually help around the house alot. But B beat him to it this time.
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