Reed has had enough with the lock on the back door. The combination lock keeps him trapped in the house and safely out of the pool. He had a great plan, so he pulled up the step stool and grabbed a screwdriver. He was going to escape, or so he thought. John Chris and I watched and laughed, but we were impressed by his ingenuity. I wonder how he got so darn handy.
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Saturday, December 29, 2012
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