A REAL HOME is a playground. Beware of the house where no rough-housing is allowed and no cries of glee are heard.
A REAL HOME is a workshop. Pity the child who is unfamiliar with wrenches and hammers, knitting needles, thread, screwdrivers, and saws.
Are you standing at "Wits End Corner,"
(Thanks to subscriber Marilyn H. for sending in a picture of her Easter rock.)