On Friday he plastered the outlets in the bathroom shut with toothpaste.
On Shabbos morning, he arrived in my room, announcing that it's snowing in the kitchen. YAY. A 2 lb bag of flour met its end.
This was after I swept up already. Originally it was in an even layer all over the kitchen.
All over the counter. Again- after I swept most of it off, but before I scrubbed the rest. (Notice Zusha's menora in the background. :))
And my personal "favorite"-- burned onto the electric blech.
Zusha's take on this?
"It's OK. You made latkes already."
He's so practical.
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