Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Maine to NY

When we got to N. Woodstock our hosts weren't home but had left the door open for us. I cracked up at several things around the house, particularly Andrew's workbench. He's an eight-year-old mountain climber, carpenter, engineer, jack-of-all trades with a great sense of humor, who is so unorthodox he put side three of The White Album (actual vinyl) without listening to sides one and two first. But I'm not sure how he's going to fix the Whoopee Cushion on his workbench in need of repairs.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Well, to an eight-year old, a whoopie cushion is vital equipment! AmyG