We all love the Dinner Bell. However, seeing this photo, I can sense trouble a-brewing. One of these days, Maxx will start yanking on that chain and all 50 feet of it will come slithering down out of the sky onto his head.
He will cry and then someone will have to climb up onto the roof to wire it back on.
We have running hot and cold water.
We have a potty to flush.
Yes. This is a teeneency little room. That's O.K.
It will be very handy when Sissy is using the washroom upstairs and Maxx begins pounding on the door insisting that he has AN EMERGENCY! and needs to come in right now. Very few things rouse contention as quickly as that scenario.
There are also two working lights in the kitchen, one on the front porch and an outside motion sensor light above the side entry door. Thanks, Mom!
This is a poor photo because it was getting dark and we were in a hurry to get home for baths and bed. We're making progress!!
I have an amendment to this post; not just anyone will have to climb up to fix the dinner bell... I ... yes I, will have to climb up to fix it... I was the one who fixed it last time after all.