Noah has my attention span
We’re down here cleaning the basement to make it all ready to host his school computer and supplies (he’ll probably do most of the seat work upstairs at the kitchen table or at the desk in his room) and also to give Madison ample play space. It’s a big old ugly mess and I’m packing away the bulk of the Playmobil until someone is at the right age to enjoy it again. I brought Noah down to help me sort through the morass of tiny plastic things that may or may not be important but aren’t recognizable to me when he spotted his legos, grabbed ‘em and went upstairs. He’d forgotten the fun that is legos until he found the box stacked under other stuff.
I’m like that, too. See? The computer caught my eye in the middle of reshelving books and here I am!
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