My topsy-turvy life

By Rathmandu

Concentration

When I got home from work Owen had found out his tower and was trying to put it together...with mixed results.
Its the tower I used to build and he used to kick over when he was so small he could only just wave his arms and legs about. Now he can charge about and throw the pieces everywhere, even out the window if he tries.

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