Before Miles went down for his nap yesterday, he came to me and said “Guess what, Mom. I have a great idea! I’d like to have an elevator to play with.” When I asked him how he was going to get an elevator to play with, he said “Well, can you make one for me while I get some rest?” And he batted those long-lashed blue eyes at me.
So, that’s just what I did (I mean, how could I resist?).
If only the doors closed perfectly, we’d be playing with it. Oh, Miles.