Is My Work Never Done?
Yesterday Dad and I fixed a shelf to put in our former Blurpy-now-Sticky Girl's room to hold her toys. Naturally I offered my help, as I always do.
Our girl doesn't live at our house, but sometimes she comes over and she needs somewhere to put her things.
"Yes, right there, Dad. Tighten that screw." (sigh) Honestly, I don't know how he ever got along without me!
And, here's our finished shelf.