Wednesday, January 18, 2006

When MacGyvering Fails



Bringing Snowflake to work has been a bit challenging. So far I've had to put all wheeled office chairs behind closed doors. If he has access to them, he pushes them over to the counter, scales the cupboard and turns on the faucet in the kitchen area. He has figured out what the spray attachment does. It's definitely not a lo-flo nozzel. He completely soaked me twice.

I've had to MacGyver the oven door. I cut the cord off of an old telephone and wired the door shut. If the door is not tied, Snowflake's main desire is opening it, standing on the door and jumping on it like a trampoline.

Other amusements include sticking forks into the back of the copy machine, spraying various chemicals at himself, dropping coins, keys, gourmet jelly beans and pens down the heating vents, pulling plaster bits out of a crack in the wall and stuffing other objects back into the gaping fissure he's created, pouring his drink all over the floor or spitting it on himself, and pulling and tearing posters and photos off the walls.

On a more positive note, he likes to Swiffer.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

yup, I hear you. . .BOYS!

Anonymous said...

retro hip duds...very amusing, boys are the best!