It's in their gene pool. I'm convinced. Because if you know me ... you know I've never made mention of the words: sword fighting. But should I really be surprised that I found my children doing this the other day?
J: Oh, just sword fighting.
Me: Oh yeah. You know those are yard sticks? You use those to measure things.
E: No, Mommy. Swords.
J: Could you please leave. This is dangerous. (Seriously? Did he just ask me to leave the room because of his yard stick duel??)
Me: Sure, How. Maybe I'll just watch from the hallway.
And in other news ... Ben had Joshua work on his casting the other day. Nope. We don't have lakefront property. Or even a puddle to speak of ... but How was a most excellent student of the "10 and 2" fly fisherman mantra ...
So it's a good thing we're trekking out of here to Montana. Where ... I do believe these skills might actually come in handy. Just as long as I'm the one capturing all the fish catching on film and not touching all that fabulous wildlife ... Montana and I will get along just great.
What's wrong, Carrie? You don't want to gut a fish?? hahaha,,,,
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Won't be long and there will be lightsabers in those sweet little hands. ;) That's the next phase and I'm pretty sure that preschool brings it on...
ReplyDeleteI wish we could get my little sword fighters together with your little yard stick dudes, they could have quite a battle.
ReplyDeleteCould you drive over to visit us from Montana? It' sooooo close...
Will you be taking the yardsticks as swords to fight off all the bears? I think it might be a good idea. :)
ReplyDeleteAnd to think I almost bought them some (soft foam) swords........didn't think they would know what to do with them.......
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