Dan discovered the one in our bedroom earlier today, and then just this evening, Liam came running to tell us the one in Oliver/Elfie's room was broken...turns out, he was climbing on the sill, trying to open it (ack), and obviously pushed too much with his foot. While we can hold off on replacing our bedroom window, this one is at the front of the house, and with little kids involved, it will be a priority. Sigh. It's always something, huh? I'm hoping the bright side will mean a much better window (these are original 70s single-paned beauties).
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