Maybe it's a sign of getting older, but my heart is stirred by the craziest things these days. Will had his giant collection of matchbox cars out tonight. Even though he hasn't played with the cars in years (he's sixteen and drives real cars!), he still loves his collection! Tonight (this is where I got all sentimental) he was telling us the stories of where he got every car(he has about 150 or more) the ones that didn't have a story attached to them were selected to use in tonight's entertainment:
Smashing the designated cars in a rat trap. I didn't get any great pictures, but you get the idea!
Later he discovered the washing machine wasn't agitating his clothes, so he decided to agitate them himself with a mop:
"I'm making dirt come out of them, Mom. This washing machine obviously doesn't work." (or maybe has 500 lbs of clothes in it!!)
