That's what I said! Boobie traps!

For whatever reason, my children (especially Asa) find the need to create booby traps... everywhere. Sometimes they are called booby traps, sometimes spider webs, but they are always a mess. Right now, their room is an impossible network of multicolored yarn... zigzagged throughout the room in a tangled mess. Combine that with the normal everyday landmines of tiny legos that do a number on your barefeet and you have quite the danger zone!

(Below is his new house for "Mr. Wormy", complete with interior lighting and a series of five overlapping doors. Why? I have no idea. Who's Mr. Wormy? I'll have more on him in a later post.)

Not only have these strings become a constant form of entertainment indoors, the "beaver dam" has also acquired the web-like appearance. What once was a simple pile of sicks and holes in the bare dirt is now a complete white trash adventure. Asa has been attempting to construct various contraptions out there, including a hot tub that is suspended in a tree (for the squirrels, I presume) and a waterslide and pool area complete with buried plastic tubing. His ideas are very thorough and he seems to enjoy working on them, but his inability to be flexible on his design is leaving us, well, batty. He wants help, but only if we help exactly like he has in his head... in ways that may not be possible. If you are helping, then the reason that things are not working are not a flaw in his plan but a flaw in his hired help. It is driving us nuts. But, he is such the engineer.