My husband is a teacher. Not by trade. By personality. It's a gift. Truly. He thrives on it. He was in his element at the Magee's teaching the boys how to build (and why it's done that way).
He taught them to use tools.
Put up sheet rock on walls...
and ceilings.
He even taught Martha how to use a nail gun.
Even I used it! Like I said. He's a teacher.
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