Outside of the fact we were all sick over the past couple weeks we had a great time celebrating Christ’s birth. When I finally came to, I realized a few of W’s questionable wishes had been delivered. A flint stick (to build fires with) and a darn sharp hatchet, to name two.
What was Santa thinking, was all I could manage to mutter as visons of bloody stumps and a burning farm house pierced my imagination. Why didn’t he dull that thing before delivering it? And why why why do we let him watch Survivor Man all the live long day?
I mean come on, I have enough guilt. I’m the mother who I let her baby kill snakes in her defense, talk about wenises at the table, and tell true whoppers at the dentist office. Now, thanks to Santa, I may have to brave a trip to the emergency room because of an accident with a hatchet. Or regretfully field scoffs and mean looks from firemen while they hand me a small flint stick… the most likely cause of the blaze… while my house lays smoldering.
I shudder at the thought, but realize it’s not that far from the reality. I grew up with two brothers who loved to play Dukes of Hazard. Oh yes my friends, complete with flaming arrows. Once on a windy day we totally burned down an old farmstead. It was one of them ‘please don’t tell Dad‘ moments. (Like he wouldn’t notice or read the paper.) No wonder my mom prays so much.
So here I am, with W is asking for a butterfly knife for his birthday. Ben doesn’t seem to have a problem with this. But then, his way of thinking is sometimes predictably a half bubble off of plumb.
Welcome to my world.
Sis
PS ~ W wanted me to tell you…pocket knives work better on the fire stick than the thing it came with to strike it! Just in case you needed some useful information. You’re welcome.
Tags: boys will be boys, Christmas gifts, simple kids, survivor man, what was Santa thinking
Aaaawww! don’t feel bad! Santa brought our dear son his Christmas wish as well! A Gerber Hatchet complete with hip holster! He has been out in the pasture chopping down the rest of the sapplings since! LOL Great gift for a country boy!
God Bless!
Niki Lou
Just don’t let him take it to school. Heh! Did you hear about the kid with the boy scout kit which included a fork and {gasp} dull knife to eat with? Busted!
So I must say you are a brave woman indeed.
I don’t trust Eldest with a stapler. Heh! He got a marshmallow gun not from me for his birthday and I haven’t bought marshmallows since!
~Scout
Santa obviously knows what boys REALLY want for Christmas!
My kiddo just “borrows” his dad’s hatchet. Curious…This gift was for W, would you have gotten Barney the same gift at that age?
Howdy ya’ll…
Niki~your comment makes me want to do back flips to know Santa isn’t out to get me and letting boys be boys is okey dokey. Thanks. BTW (a Gerber? NICE!!! W’s wasn’t that pricey.)
Scout~Sounds like your eldest and my youngest are in the same boyhood boat. Too bad for them their mommies will be following them to college.
Aneta~ indeed he does!
CassiFoodif~ About borrowing. Lord only knows how many tools will die a slow and painful death rusting ‘down by the creek’ at the forgetful hand of our children. And Barney a hatchet or even a pocket knife, are you kidding me? Never! Barney can’t be trusted, even he says ‘I might make choices that would get me in trouble.’ At least he/we know our bounds.
Thanks for your show of support gals.
Love,
Sis
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