Showing posts with label home improvement. Show all posts
Showing posts with label home improvement. Show all posts

Friday, June 26, 2009

Wrecking Crew

DH: That was Grumpy on the phone.
TS: Oh, yeah? When does he think they can start working on the computer room?
DH: They're parking a dumpster in the driveway today, and they're going to start tearing up the room tomorrow.
TS: Oh, my--that's big news!
DH: Yeah, they had called early last week.
TS: Surprising.
DH: So, we've got to take everything out of the room today--desks, computers, bookshelves . . . oh, and I think I'll go ahead and let them demolish that bathroom, too.
TS: Mmm-hmm. What about all the stuff in the closet and the window seat?
DH: That's going, too. We'll move all the furniture and computer equipment to the dining room for now.
TS: Oh, that reminds me--are we having company for dinner?
DH: Uh, maybe we should just go out . . .

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

He Needs a Project


It was bound to happen. His grandpa always has some type of project going around the house. He has to be creating (or re-creating) something to be truly happy.

Along the same lines, his daddy grew up in a house where we demolished and rebuilt rooms for fun. Now that he's all grown up with a home of his own, he usually has a home improvement project for the weekends, as well.

One day soon after the baby was born in January 2007, I told Mommadrool, "He needs a project." Sometimes, he would just look a little bored. Maybe it seems silly to think that an infant is bored, but nonetheless . . .

Then he started to sit up, and later to crawl. Well, now he is just way too busy to sit still anymore, unless he's falling asleep.

He's nearly fourteen months old now, and last Saturday when they were all visiting, Mommadrool walked into the den and announced, "You know that package of pencils that he opened in the home office? He is taking the pencils, one at a time, scooting over to the other side of the room and depositing them there. One by one, he's moving the pencils from one side of the room to the other."

I chuckle every time I look at the two piles of pencils on the carpet. We're not sure of the purpose of this little endeavor, but I'm really glad he's finally big enough to have a project.