At the top of our Stairs lies a little door, half the size of a regular door. It was home to various kitchen things that rarely if ever got used and boxes of picture frames and Cd's. With the girls room upstairs they are often playing there, and Tate wanting the company often goes after them upsetting them and everything in sight as he dumps everything on the ground.
The other day as I was helping to clean up Tate's wake he'd left behind I heard a door open and closing and found Tate in the lil room, on top of a box turning on and of the light and opening and closing the door with a big mischievious grin on his face. Inspired we have decided to turn the little room into a playroom for Tate's toys allowing him to be closer to the action. The room is clean, now if we can figure out where and why there is moisture in the room we can move forward with our plan.
Tate helping Dad assess the situation
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