Nolan is currently obsessed with forts and all things involving the building of them. He was measuring the van last week to be sure it would hold his "4 to 6 feet chicken wire."
I believe this is the plan for a sled. With a shovel on the front to "scoop the snow when you slide." Oh my...the ingenious of such a thing. I told him his sled would get mighty heavy. He rolled his eyes at me. Apparently, he has a plan for that.
I have no idea what this is. He's also taken with "p.s." I remember those days. You can p.s. anything and it's super cool.
Like the drawing of the cardboard tube? I get "the look" if he sees me throwing away paper towel rolls. Ayiyi. He really doesn't understand my need for a recycling bin when he can just use it all and "remake stuff."
Here's the kicker. Dad had a talk with him about the chicken wire fort and animals living there, etc. So, I guess if "my sis did this" it takes the potential danger away? Stealthy boy, eh?