Good for Something

A bolt came loose on this chair

rendering it un-sit-able. 

(fyi: I like making up words.)

I laid in on its side in a 

"HEY DENNIS!!  THE CHAIR IS BROKEN 

AND I NEED YOU TO FIX IT!!!" sort of way.

I thought it screamed the obvious;

my husband didn't even notice.

but I'm not bitter.

What I saw as ugh...so help me--another broken thing!

my young sons saw as a perfect spot for a 

super-duper-really-cool-army-guy-fort.

Turns out, they were right.