Combine a rainy week and a two-year-old, and that equals tents. Pretty much every kind. Pillow tents, mommy's bed tents, big tents for watching cartoons, little tents for hiding from your brothers, and poop tents (don't ask). Hours of tent making fun. I happily oblige because I know these tent requests won't last forever.
My favorite compliment these days is "Cool tent, mom". Nice.