My little fixit

I have an old chest that I have had since I was in HS. I mean old- an antique that I love. I have things from HS, pageants, college, you name it. I moved it into our bedroom at the foot of the bed a few weeks ago and Gavin has been fascinated by it ever since. Today while I was drying my hair before we were to head to the doctor, I look up and here he is in nothing but his underwear carrying his little red tool box. He proceeds to tell me that "I forgot to fix a nail on the box" all the while dumping his tools on the floor beside him. Nevermind that he couldn't find a hammer. I am learning that boys will find a way. So here are a couple of cute pics of him with 2 of his tools of choice.