Emma is a stair-climbing machine. She is delighted with her new trick. Her parents are not.
A few nights ago I blew a fuse in the kitchen and was enveloped in complete darkness. Before I could even think about searching for a light source, Ben raced into the kitchen wielding his trusty flashlight and shouting: "Superman TO THE RESCUE!!!!!" It made his night. He's pretty handy to have around. I think I'll keep him.
A few days ago he came into my room and said: "Hey Mom. You know that window in the living room that I cracked?"
"Well, GREAT NEWS! I fixed it for you!"
And then, as an afterthought: "Mom, can you say 'thank you' to me for fixing it?"
Like I said, he's a handy little fellow. Never underestimate the power of tape.