Unforseen Advantage of Having a Really Old House
This afternoon, after the child came home from school and was upstairs changing into his play clothes, he came out of his room and called out, "Hey Dad! My floor broke!"
And Sam said, what, and the child repeated what he had indeed said, which was that his floor broke.
So we went in to see what the hell he was talking about (cause you'd think if a floor broke there would be some sort of dramatic fall of stuff into the room below, which there hadn't been), and we discovered that over near the window by his bed, where there had once been an electrical outlet in the floor, which had been replaced with a plug made of wooden flooring, the plug had been pushed out by the leg of his bed, and there was a little rectangular hole in the floor, the size of an electrical outlet, and that, technically, the floor had indeed broken.
Well, this was exciting; it's not every day your floor breaks, so we liked that, cause we forsaw that we could get some stories out of it. Also, the child enjoys being able to spy on us while we're in the kitchen.
So we all were pleased.
But after we'd gone downstairs, we discovered that we weren't the only beings in the house who appreciated the possibilities of the hole in the floor:
The kittens also enjoy the hole. You can do many things with it. You can stick your paw through it and wave it around, as you see above. You can watch your beloved humans while they shriek with laughter below. You can stick your entire head through, which we would have a picture of, but we were laughing too hard, sorry.
Later, while I was reading to the child out of our latest Bedtime Chapter Book, one of the kittens tried swatting a pen over to the hole and seeing if it would go down it, which it does, but then you can't find it, even if you stick your head back through the hole to see where it went.
And Sam said, what, and the child repeated what he had indeed said, which was that his floor broke.
So we went in to see what the hell he was talking about (cause you'd think if a floor broke there would be some sort of dramatic fall of stuff into the room below, which there hadn't been), and we discovered that over near the window by his bed, where there had once been an electrical outlet in the floor, which had been replaced with a plug made of wooden flooring, the plug had been pushed out by the leg of his bed, and there was a little rectangular hole in the floor, the size of an electrical outlet, and that, technically, the floor had indeed broken.
Well, this was exciting; it's not every day your floor breaks, so we liked that, cause we forsaw that we could get some stories out of it. Also, the child enjoys being able to spy on us while we're in the kitchen.
So we all were pleased.
But after we'd gone downstairs, we discovered that we weren't the only beings in the house who appreciated the possibilities of the hole in the floor:
The kittens also enjoy the hole. You can do many things with it. You can stick your paw through it and wave it around, as you see above. You can watch your beloved humans while they shriek with laughter below. You can stick your entire head through, which we would have a picture of, but we were laughing too hard, sorry.
Later, while I was reading to the child out of our latest Bedtime Chapter Book, one of the kittens tried swatting a pen over to the hole and seeing if it would go down it, which it does, but then you can't find it, even if you stick your head back through the hole to see where it went.
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