The Attic

Yesterday Pete made his first and last trip into the attic of the house we are moving out of on Monday. I had been going up and down there for the last few days repairing the attic fan. It is very difficult to get up there, but he had to see it for himself. With much help, he made it in but then he ended up doing a header into the insulation. He stood there watching me fix the fan for about 30 seconds before he had to go potty. So then the ordeal of getting back down. He was all itchy, so we had to take a bath. His favorite thing in the bath at the moment is to fill up his mouth with water from "cold drippy guy". Then I tell him a joke and he spits the cold water all over me. When Sam is in there, he'll spit it on Sam. Somehow, Sam doesn't seem to mind. Good news, the new house had a ladder going into the attic.