I had to take our fan apart to vacuum all the dust off of it and you know Mallory just had to help me put it back together again. I left her to work on it and went to fold some laundry, expecting her to do a couple of screws and then get bored. But I came back and she had the one side all put back together again, and she said “But I have one-two-three-four-five-SIX (screws) left?” (each side of the fan has six screws).
So I flipped it over and let her finish. She got all but one of them put back in.
Good job, Mals. Your grandpa must be an engineer!