Earlier today Lance saw me grab the screw driver and head outside. He asked what I was doing, and I told him I had to clean out the dryer vent since the clothes weren't getting dry. He asked if he could do it, and I said of course. All I did was explain what needed to be done, and I let him be.
Here he is cleaning out the dryer vent (Can you tell I don't check the lint trap religiously?) And yes, that is an absurd amount of hair gel on his head. I think I'll start calling him Ross.
Here is my man screwing shut the dryer vent.
And when he was finished, he proceeded to work on our neighbor's dryer vent as well! I admit, this may seem like such a small chore, but its little things like this that make me realize that my babies are no longer babies. And I hope his future wife will appreciate all the training he is going through :)