Did you say my son is a Fart Smeller...uh...I mean a Smart Feller?

I was impressed by his genius when he helped me figure out how to replace the bulbs on my rear brake lights. In the dark.

My jaw dropped when he figured out how to install internet access on the Wii/Television.

But then...my darling D.P. decided he would use the kitchen scissors to cut his lavish eyelashes. His excuse was that his lashes are too long for his swim goggles. (It's true, the lashes rub against the goggles). Ugh!