Temporary moment of insanity

This one was close...

At work this morning, I received a piece of mail in this seemingly harmless cardboard tube.

For a moment...a very brief moment...the thought flittered across my mind that wouldn't it be big time fun for Colin if I were to take it home, put rice or dry beans in it, seal the ends and let him have hours upon hours of fun expressing himself musically? I even got a mental picture of me watching him, glowing with pride at this thing that I had done for him. Surely, my mother-of-the-year award would be in the bag.

Then, the sane portion of my brain (yes, it is small but it is still there...I swear) snapped me back to reality. I then had visions of pulling my hair out from all of the noise, rice and/or beans strung from one end of the house to the other, and the now empty tube being used as a weapon against me, the pets, and whatever else might come into his path needing to be whacked. This particular scene was definately NOT mother-of-the-year material, trust me.

Thank goodness I was saved from my temporary lapse in judgement and found the mental stability to properly dispose of the tube.