From my desk I hear closet doors opening, heavy grunting, things being hurdled down the stairs. From outside I hear one young voice yell,"We need sticks!"

……I hear feet racing through the hallway, my office door jiggles, and the door explodes open. "Hi mom" he says as he opens the big armoire, grabbing quilts at random. "What are you doin buddy?"

"We're building a tent fort in the family room. Did you know it's a long weekend?"

Huh? Yep that one missed me. I don't know how I couldn't have seen Labor Day weekend coming? Maybe i we started our long weekend with a long week of incredible flu? I bet that's it.

So with everybody feeling much better a tent city was born, complete with kitchen, sleeping area, and a TV to watch movies. A boy's version of a "Stay-cation". Bon Voyage gentlemen and fare thee well.