My Son Forms His Own Militia Group

So yesterday, Boy #2 informed me that he wants to start his own club.

“Cute,” I thought. What kind of a club will it be? Pokemon? Soccer? Maybe stamp collecting?

What about a “Happy Hands Club” like in Napoleon Dynamite?
happy hands club

My mind raced back to my days of innocence, when in 6th 1st grade my best friend and I chartered an imaginary friends club. And then we’d ride our imaginary horses in the empty animal lots behind her house. Ah, those were the days (of nerdiness).

But, nope. Boy #2 wasn’t thinking of any of those kind of clubs. Nope. Not my kid. Know what kind of club my kid wants to start?

A weapons club.

“Where my friends can bring all of their weapons and we can practice fighting each other.”

Oh, yeah. Breathe in the innocence. Can’t you just smell it?


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