Today, Evan, Libby and I were outside cleaning out the flower beds and sweeping the walk. As we were finishing up, Evan announced, "Time for Plan B!" I asked what Plan B was and he responded, "you know". He then went inside and was rummaging around his play room. I stuck my head in to check on him and asked if he was doing ok. He told me he was fine, just looking for Plan B. When he finally came back out, he had a hammer. Sounds like a good Plan B to me!
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