I Have a Handy Man...

I know that I take Scott's "handiness" for granted.  I blame it on the fact I grew up in a home where Dad fixed EVERYTHING- in the house, the vehicles, outside, anywhere.  I don't ever remember a repair coming to our house ever, for anything.  Scott is also fabulous as fixing things out, which I love!  Oh, the money it saves.  So glad for the handy man in the house... and his darling assistant.