Homophone Challenge

Last night Hudson was looking at a book when he ripped one of the pages. I told him to run and get the tape so we could fix it. As I sent him off Brent said, "I don't think he understands everything you say." We heard pitter-patters to the mud room. I told him the tape was in the office. Soon he came running back, huge smile on his face, and a measuring tape in hand. "Tape" he said as he handed it to me. He was right, it was a tape, but not the same tape I was thinking of. What an enthusiastic little helper I have. Homophones can be a bit tricky for a two year old.