"Duck" Tape and Peaches

Thank you to the nice eBay seller who sent us replacement tent poles in the mail. The tent poles were arrived as described and in a timely manner.

Much to Logan's surprise and joy, the poles were shipped in a nifty triangular box that provided an afternoon of delightful "duck" taping for Logan, while he fashioned a home for his "baby animals" (the stuffed sort).
While Logan was working on his project, we had the following conversation:

Logan: "Mom, is 'duck' tape the strongest kind of tape?"

Mom: "I'm not sure Logan, but it is the strongest kind of tape I know of."

Logan: "Is 'duck' tape stronger than ducks? If you taped their wings down with 'duck' tape, would they be able to get out and fly?"

Mom: "Probably not. We should not try that, because it might hurt the ducks."

Logan: "What about cow tape? Is 'duck' tape stronger than cow tape? Cows are stronger than ducks."

Mom: "I don't know if there is any such thing as cow tape, but if there is, it makes sense that it would be very strong."

Clearly, we need to take a tour of the furnace room in our basement, discuss the duct system that runs between the walls, and the purpose of DUCT tape.

I just couldn't bear to do it today.

On an unrelated note, Logan is feeling quite protective of me and my growing belly. He insisted on climbing the ladder to pick our peaches.

So I let him.

Thanks for the help, buddy. I really don't know what I'd do without you.

Paper Plates

When I was little, I remember my mom pulling out a stack of paper plates when life got crazy at our house. If there aren't enough hours in the day to keep up, why not sack the dishes? When life calmed down, we always returned to our more civilized dinnerware.

I think her idea was a brilliant one. When I was writing my thesis, we ate on paper every night. Now that I'm in the third trimester of my pregnancy, paper plates are looking pretty good again!

Hope to be back to washing my dishes soon.