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?
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?
Hunter wanted to start a club like that…it was great till he got knocked in the face by his then 3 year old sister. lol
Did you remind him that, according to him, he already has TWO jobs (playing soccer and making people laugh…at the same time). So I just don’t think he can fit facilitating a 1st grade weapons club into his already busy schedule.
Oh my! I have no words, but lots of laughs!
Shades of the Fight Club.
You’re a much more tolerant mom than I. My kids weren’t allowed to have anything that even resembled a weapon or had weapon-like capabilities. You see, there was this incident one day after Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles…
My son would SO want to join that club!
I remember when my brother was all about numchucks (sp?) and Chinese fighting stars. It must be a boy thing…one day when he is a dictator of a small foreign nation, you can proudly point to this moment and say, “This is when it all began!” LOL!