The little people in our home
Yes, this is kleenex on the back of our toilet.
Normally, it’s in a box.
Today, the box was gone.
The following exchange was yelled between the bathroom and his bedroom:
“Hey, buddy, where’s the kleenex box?”
“I needed it.”
“To build a robot.”
“Um, okay. Can I see the robot?”
“I don’t know where it is.”
“Can you find it?”
“I’m busy building Legos.”
And then, the next morning, after he has jumped on the school bus with his sister, and you’re coming back into the kitchen to get a fresh cup of coffee, to enjoy the silence for a moment and you see this.
Made out of magnets. Stuck to our dishwasher.
I love the little people who live in my home.