Oh, what a tangled web we weave…

….when “we” need to make dinner, so “we” allow “our” son to play with an old ball of yarn that he found from that one month five years ago when “we” thought knitting sounded like fun, and then “our” son unspools the entire 200 yards throughout the house, wrapping it around everything from the bed to the toilet to the tv to the front door knob to the couch to “our” daughter. A very, very, VERY tangled web indeed.

(Just in case my wordy, witty humor confused you, we=me.)