Tonight my intrepid Scouts returned from their pack meeting-turned-Christmas-Party and Rascal proudly displayed a prize he’d won. I grabbed my husband’s arm and fake-screamed (sort of). Haus Meister said in mild disbelief, “Yes, he traded a boy a fire-starter for that thing.”
The first time I step on it in the dark, it’s outta here.
(and just so you know, it moves around when you pull the string on its back)
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Right there with ya, sistah!! Maybe the thing will “accidentally become lost/broken/go on vacation” 🙂
Do the wings open up, too? He is all boy, gotta love him.
Love, Grandma Rie
If the wings opened up, I’d be after it with a tennis racket, should it come at me unawares. 😉
Haha! That thing is so cool. .It’s not just a boy thing, though–Rose loves bugs, and we have a variety of creepy-crawlies around all the time here. Hank is not interested in them nearly as much: he prefers his tools and cars. 🙂
A reader of my blog sent Jeremiah a toy called a Hex-Bug. The little thing twitters around the floor and drives me crazy. The first time I step on it, it is gone!
Be thankful, can you image the havoc he’d create with a…FIRE-STARTER!
Right there with ya, sistah!! Maybe the thing will “accidentally become lost/broken/go on vacation” 🙂
Do the wings open up, too? He is all boy, gotta love him.
Love, Grandma Rie
If the wings opened up, I’d be after it with a tennis racket, should it come at me unawares. 😉
Haha! That thing is so cool. .It’s not just a boy thing, though–Rose loves bugs, and we have a variety of creepy-crawlies around all the time here. Hank is not interested in them nearly as much: he prefers his tools and cars. 🙂
A reader of my blog sent Jeremiah a toy called a Hex-Bug. The little thing twitters around the floor and drives me crazy. The first time I step on it, it is gone!
Be thankful, can you image the havoc he’d create with a…FIRE-STARTER!