Milady bought some tile last week. She got tired of the linoleum in the guest bath and wanted to upgrade just a little bit. Luckily, her son (and my stepson) is a floor installer, by trade. Milady corralled him into doing the installation, but he insisted that I do the trim work ('cause he ain't a carpenter). Stepson brought Grandson along as a helper, and to start learning the craft. The boy will probably never be a floor-installer, but it never hurts to learn as many building crafts as you can. You never know when you'll want to tile a floor.