A real man

So, a number of recent experiences has left we with a desire for a gun. Why you might ask...for protection, to enhance my manly nature...sure felt like there were some pretty good reasons before but anyway... After a lot of thinking and looking, I came to the harsh reality that I wasn't going to be able to afford one right now, especially considering that my tastes seemed to edge towards the more expensive stuff. So, to appease my appetite, I found the following at the local big box...and Laurie is still laughing at me. Yes, it is a BB gun replica of a Beretta 92fs 9mm handgun. And I spent an hour in the garage shootin' holes in a cardboard box feeling quite satisfied with my purchase. I walked back into the house and Laurie turned to me, with a funny little smile on her face as if she were talking to one of the boys and asked if I had fun out there... Yes I did. And plan to tomorrow night as well.

The Wild Wild West

As I was helping the boys prepare themselves for bed the other night, I was straightening out their sheets on their beds. As part of this process, I like to flip over their pillows to expose the cool side for their sleeping pleasure. When I flipped over Gabe's pillow I was surprised to find this tucked neatly beneath his pillow.

As the man of the house, am I doing something wrong that causes a 6 year old son to feel the need to pack some heat? On second thought, maybe I am failing worse than I initially thought, upon closer inspection, the semi-automatic rubber band 6-shooter isn't even loaded.

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Not that anyone cares, but I am not dead...just not interested in blogging when there are so many "interesting" blogs to read...translation: Laurie is on the computer so much that I don't have access to the computer to put anything in writing...But believe me, if I did, you would be wowed by my blogabilities.

quick picture of Gabe at the cabin from a few years ago...this kid knows how to eat Oreos...