Coming home to a hole in the door


While I was away on business last week, I got one of “those” calls from Zandra. Kind of went like this:

Zandra: “Hi - guess what your son did today?”
Me: “Um, what?”
Zandra: “He wanted some candy at 8am out of the pantry and was told he couldn’t have any.”
Me: “Okay, I agree with that.”
Zandra: “So he got mad and put a hole in the door.”
Me: “What?!?!”
Zandra: “He got mad and put one doorstop through the door and broke the other one off.”

Here’s the pictures of the hole.



Here’s the picture of the broken doorstop.



Can’t wait for those teenage years....
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