The Screwdriver

I bought my son a screwdriver today. His very own—doesn’t need to ask to borrow my tools—do with as he pleases—screwdriver. Within the first hour, he had disassembled a broken Nintendo DS, the computer mouse, 3 toys and a calculator. What he obtained is much...
Monopoyahtzaphobia

Monopoyahtzaphobia

When rainy days come and the kids are getting restless they start digging through that closet in the house where all the random, left over, odd and forgotten things live, looking for something to do. Inevitably, they stumble across some board game and ask with a voice...