A few months ago, Heathen #2 developed a love of Duct Tape. I don't have a clue as to where he first saw it. One day, there was only the Asst. Zookeeper's duct tape in the house. The next, Heathen #2 was watching youTube videos on how to make things. It quickly turned into an addiction and became ALL he wanted to talk about.
Wallets, flowers, bows were all constructed of duct tape. He quickly exhausted the Zoo's supply and was begging me to buy more. So when I ran into the Dollar Tree for thank you notes, I saw a bin and grabbed him several roles. Quite proud of myself for remembering, I presented Heathen #2 with my purchase.
Ten minutes later, Heathen #2 brought me back the tape. I then received a lesson in why the brand of tape I had purchased was of poor quality (See Mom? It doesn't tear easily. It is too thin and it leaves all of these strings. Duck Brand duct tape doesn't do THAT.) He used the same voice for me that you use with small children while explaining why they shouldn't eat crayons. I think of it as the "HOW could you be so stupid" voice.
He then gave me back the generic tape and told me he would wait until we went to the store again. So much for scoring "Momma points."
Yesterday after school, he spent the entire evening working on his Halloween costume. His choice of costume has changed frequently over the past few months. But it has always included "made of Duct Tape" or a "Duct Tape..." as part of it. For example: a Duct Tape vampire, an army man made of Duct Tape.
Looks like it will be a Duct tape Halloween.
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