Jason got a little toy drill for Christmas this year. He's been drilling all over the house, he's quite the handyman these days. :)
This week he was drilling and found a hole in our wood floors that someone had drilled to run cable through, and then decided on another spot 2 inches over, leaving a random hole in the floor. I've never thought much about it, because it's just a little hole, right next to the wall. It's big enough that I don't think my kids' fingers would get stuck in, but too small for them to be able to fit any of their toys in there. Or so I thought. Guess where Jason decided to stick his drill? Right in that hole. I don't blame him, it'd be a perfect place for him to play handyman, since a drill made that hole in the first place. So he stuck his little drill bit into the hole, and when Jason pulled his drill out, the bit stayed behind and then fell beneath the floorboard. Poor guy was SO SAD! He cried and cried and so I told him what I always tell him when I can't fix something but want him to stop crying, "Maybe Dad can take a look at it when he gets home." (I know, I know, I'm horrible.) I told him that it was stuck in the floor, so Daddy probably wouldn't be able to find it, but we'd ask him. Brett got home, and I told him what was going on, totally expecting him to adopt my approach of "Well, we'll never see that again. Sorry, little dude." But no,that's not what happened, because I sometimes forget that Brett is highly motivated and more awesome than myself. He had the attitude of "I bet I can find that tiny 3 inch piece of plastic that is lurking who knows where in the underbelly of our basement!" He got out some flashlights, put one on top of the tiny hole in the floorboard, and went into the basement to see if he could see light. He found the light shining on top of one of the heating ducts that runs through our storage space. The heating duct that runs above where our the giant stack of our landlord's furniture is. And it really is a huge stack, floor to ceiling furniture and mattresses. Brett was able to climb around and see the little drill bit, but he couldn't reach it. Naturally, we turned to duct tape. That stuff can fix anything. We also got out Brett's headlamp, just so he'd look awesome while climbing on top of random furniture. He came up with the idea of wrapping the duct tape, sticky side out, onto a broom and grab the drill piece that way. It took a couple tries, but eventually he got it.
|What a stud!|
|And here's a closeup shot...|