I'm breaking my semi-vow-to-myself. I've been repressing the urge to report all of the Justice things that go on around here. For one, it sounds like complaining (though usually by the time it makes it to the blog, I just think it's funny) for another thing, I think maybe I'm creating a monster. I quit pulling out the camera to take a picture of every disaster. (I think it gives him the idea that it's funny (even if I think it is sometimes-we don't want Justice to think it's funny). The Sprayer Prank has had a bad influence on Justice. He loves to watch that video over and over. The problem is that now he has discovered the sprayer. I came in the kitchen the other day to find him standing in the sink giving the entire kitchen a shower and a bath in one. There was a puddle literally all the way across the entire kitchen - LOTS of water!
Last week, our heater quit working. After some inspection, Bruce figured out that it had something to do with a pressure thing, so it must be a broken switch thing. (He could tell you more accurately than I can.) He found a way to circumnavigate the switch, and make the heater come on, so we spent a couple of days going down to the basement to manually turn on the heater every couple of hours. When the new part came in, Bruce installed it. The heater still didn't work. More investigation followed. The problem? Well, there was absolutely nothing wrong with the heater, or the switch at all. Justice had put a big rock in the exhaust pipe outside, partially blocking the airflow. I know it was Justice, because I've caught him doing it before; those decorative rocks right there are so tempting, and fit so nicely in that pipe right there at his height. I'm just glad we didn't call out a repairman, and have to pay him $100 or so for him to take a rock out of our exhaust pipe!
Story Time: My Most Confusing Date Ever - My older sister and I were roommates in college, when I was just twenty and she was freshly returned from a mission for my church. One Sunday evening we we...
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