Pb

I found this paper airplane laying around the house. William's newest obsession is paper airplanes, so there are roughly 15-20 laying around the house at any time. Which makes me crazy. Crazy because:

1. Papers laying around the house makes me crazy. They are everywhere. Even the littlest bits can be turned into a paper airplane. And everyone is precious (to my son) so it cannot be thrown away.

2. Gemma gets ahold of the frequently (see: everywhere) and shreds them to bits (see: paper everywhere, crazy).

Which explains why I was on my way to the recycle bucket with this one when I noticed the letters on the side- pb.

When I asked William what the letters meant, he looked at me as if I was a complete moron. He sighed and said, "The Pb stands for lead Mama."

Of course. Lead. Exactly what I was thinking.

Ps. I confess the lead airplane still ended up in the recycling.