Hours of fun
 

My parents were in town last week and my dad bought my son at least one new toy every day they were here--anything from a dollar store toy to the Spiderman web blaster he had been eyeing for months now at Wal-Mart. So when my parents left, what do you think kept my son entertained the longest?

Not the web blaster. A pair of my mom's panty hose that she had left behind. He turned them into an enormous sling shot, used them for a fort, and tied himself up in them, pretending he was caught by Spiderman villain Doc Oc.

Who knew? All that fun in one pair of hose.

Proper decorum prevents me from saying anything more.