Calling Sherlock Holmes

We have a mystery in the Ravazzolo household…a mystery I intend on solving.   Someone has super glued the scissors together.  The sorted tale began innocently enough.  Against my better judgement I brought a tube of super glue into the house….into the house of boys.   Bringing superglue into a house full of boys is a recipe for disaster, resisting is futile, nothing good is going to come of it…something is getting stuck together.  It might be fingers, the dogs fur, or paper to the dining room table.   I had intended on gluing the handle back on my KOA (Kampgrounds of America) coffee mug from our road trip this summer.  Unfortunately my husband threw the cup away before I got home from the store and mysteriously the glue fell into the wrong hands, the scissors were the first discovered victim.   I am going to have to call upon my “Momsense” powers of deduction and sleuthery.  I think we might have a serial gluer on our hands.  It is only a matter of time, before the sticky strikes again.  TO BE CONTINUED…

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