Showing posts with label boys will be boys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boys will be boys. Show all posts

Monday, March 29, 2010

The Nerf Secret Strike Expectorator 5000

Do any of you follow The Kid’s comments on this blog? The man is funny. The Kid writes a blog titled “Diary of a Right Wing Peace Loving Pussycat.” I have it linked on my sidebar. The kid writes more than a right-wing political blog. His blog is also a collection of fantastic youtube.com music clips and LOLCAT pictures. I discovered the phenomenal guitar work of Tommy Emmanuel thanks to The Kid. If you have the time, go to this post and listen to “Day Tripper/Lady Madonna.”

Thanks to The Kid and his comments, I frequently not only receive a good laugh but I also realize that my kids are fairly tame, all things considered. In a post titled Dixon, Illinois, I wrote about our road trip to Chicago last December. I included pictures of the kids in the car. In one of the pictures they were sharing a plate of baby carrots. The Kid wrote: “What are those kids eating? Carrots? We'd have thrown those out the window at passing cars.” I just knew he was telling the truth (I wouldn’t have been too happy with baby carrots as a child), and I instantly pictured two kids in the back seat of a ’56 Plymouth chucking carrots out of the back windows at passing cars while their parents chatted up front. Then he added this comment at the end of my post about the boys taping underwear to the front door window:


“Arby, better than you and the boss sitting around watching TV, when a gaggle of cop cars come screeching up outside your front door because your sons hung a full size Nazi flag out the 3rd floor window And stuck a water cooled machine gun out the window to point at all the cars going by on July 4, 1959. ;-)”

My children seem rather tame in comparison.

Then I have moments like last Friday when I think Major Havoc was channeling The Kid. Thursday night the Boss took Major Havoc out to dinner and then on a brief trip to Target. At Target she treated him to the Nerf Secret Strike AS10, the pump-action derringer of Nerf Guns.



It takes just five pumps on this thing to shoot a dart 30 feet. The boy enjoyed his gun immensely. Then on Friday, in the car, he decided to see what else he could shoot out of his new gun. Unbeknownst to anyone, he quietly drooled into the barrel, pumped the air chamber five times, and shot his older brother in the side of his head. Five pumps on that sucker will send spit a good distance, too.

It took every ounce of strength not to laugh out loud.  You've gotta admire his creativity. 

He’s all boy, this one.

Two other things...


#1 Let’s pick Thursday, April 1st, for the first “Was Your Day This Bad?” writing challenge. Write and post your funniest “Worst Day” story on April 1st.

#2 Teachermommy wrote about a student who broke his back in school last Friday. Her post can be found here. Please take a moment and say a prayer for this young man.