To Build a Better Mousetrap (Right NOW!)
I grunted in frustration. The small red track that drops the marble into the bathtub wasn’t snapping nicely into place. I nearly had it in when the rubberband powered stop sign struck the boot, which kicked the bucket that dumped the marble onto the crooked stairs. “Hey! Stop that.” I told her. She reached out and grabbed the marble before it reached the long red track. I went on, “Patience! Seriously!! Let’s finish getting this whole thing set up, then…