When we moved to Virginia, we had to leave our old thing-a-ma-jig behind and there was much crying and gnashing of teeth involved in this decision. The kids were kind of attached to the old thing. In case you don't know, a thing-a-ma-jig is a contraption built completely from found objects and leftover bits and pieces of this and that. You can't have any plan in mind when you start construction, it's always a work in progress and it's never really finished. It's all very technical. In Florida all the wood we used had been collected by us from the river on base. Alas, here we don't have a river right across from our house so we haven't done any thing-a-ma-jig constructing since the big move. However, over the past few weeks Chris finally took the initiative to haul bits of this and that home that washed up out of the Potomac River at some of our favorite parks.
It's not stealing, it's free beach clean up services.
Well, long story short, a new thing-a-ma-jig has been born--this time with the added bonus of wheels thanks to a defunct lawn mower that the boys stripped for parts. I think Chris loves working on it just as much as the boys do. It justifies his hoarding of any part or do-dad that could ever, maybe, possibly, come in handy. The kids love to pull it back and forth across the yard and David is desperately trying to figure out how to install some sort of engine. Probably because he's the only one strong enough to pull it while it holds passengers. The cousins seemed to like it too.
Who doesn't love a thing-a-ma-jig?