Grandma's Basement

We got to Chicago today, (The date is wrong on this post; it's supposed to be 6/12/2010) and grandma's house is exactly the same as it was last year, but Ruth and I still explored it again. One of the fun pieces of junk in the basement is broken, but half of it still works. It is made of two rectangular black plastic plates and one clear plate, and it has a whole bunch of little metal nails that slide up and down. It's fun because you can put your hand in it and it makes a metal hand print. We played ping pong in the basement until Ruth got frustrated because I was so bad at it, and we ate pizza for dinner.