… or you could hand the kid a broom, which he’s never seen before, and set him to sweeping the porch. Brady spent half the afternoon messing about with this pushbroom:
and I couldn’t be happier. I relaxed with my book and leapt up for the occasional ‘don’t fall down the stairs after it!’ moment. Thus is a relaxing holiday spent.
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send him my way . . . dust aggregates exponentially, apparently.