Friday, September 16, 2011

"Kids Yell the Darndest Things at Total Strangers Across the Street"

Milo, Joey and I walked home from the Sock Hop at Hill Elementary this evening. Don't panic, it was only a few blocks.

It's not uncommon for us to pretend zombies are chasing us to kill the time as we walk anywhere. Tonight was no exception. You probably won't find this written in any parenting manual, so don't bother looking.

About a block from our house was saw a woman walking on the other side of the street.

Breaking character... Joey shouted "Hey normal lady.... my brother thinks you're a zombie!"

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Armed & Dangerous

The other day one of the gentlemen who serves on our HOA board stopped the boys and I as we were heading up the stairs. He said that his neighbors were moving out and had an assortment of items placed outside with a sign that said "Free." He added that there were a couple of Nerf swords available and he thought that the boys might want them.

As those words left his mouth he caught himself in what I describe as a 'self-registering PC assertion.' He paused and emphasized "That is... if you don't object to them playing with toy weapons." In doing so, he also realized that he had just baited two brothers with an opportunity to acquire "toys" that are designed explicitly for whacking the crap out of your sibling(s)... at no cost or obligation.

The boys did an about-face and ran down the stairs yelling "Toy Weapons!!! Toy Weapons!!!" The sorrowful look on his face as he realized what he had just unleashed was priceless.

So we picked up the swords and a couple of other things and headed back home.

Milo drew this little picture commemorating the first time Daddy got hit in the groin.