In all fairness, we live on a curve. . . the mailbox is at the top of the curve. . . NO WAY was I gonna let him change it out when I was in the adoption process for fear I might miss a very important letter LOL!
So there is sat in it's very tattered shape, hanging by one hinge, barely standing and dented.
But yesterday he came home with a supposed indestructible new mailbox and wood to replace the entire thing!!
When it's nice out the kids go outside - they are loud, and full of energy LOL!
But as I fiddled around inside the house, I remembered we have a new 11 year old. He has gone so many years without a father teaching him about these things. Although it would take longer, the life lessons for our boy would be invaluable.
(as a disclaimer, we never allow the kids outside of the gate because of said curve and we live kind of in the country so there are no sidewalks)
Our biggest problem is - this new 11 year old is really little. He is a solid and buff little dude but this was our first encounter of thinking things through as an adult little person. Tools, well tools are made for men - who I swear must all be close to 6 feet. How does a little do these things. As I was filing away a note in my brain that he would need to have a good handy man - our biggest littles brain stormed themselves and used a little teamwork!
They dug, flattened, and scooped while the littles carted rocks over!
They did an amazing job ~ what a blessing it is for this boy to finally have a father!!
