Boys and Guns

If you, as a parent, make a decision to not purchase toy guns you've not won the battle. Mrs. Puff seemed to be leaning into the "anti-gun" direction. Then....

While on vacation one of the boys (at the age of 3 no less) discovered a piece of coral and came to the quick realization that it looked like a gun.....and it should therefore be pointed at someone while saying "pow pow". Where did that come from? Possibly from the other 3 year olds they hung around with in the church nursery? I don't recall seeing any "war games" on my shift.

It wasn't from TV. We allowed little TV viewing during their younger years (and allow even less today). We're pretty strict on what they watch and at that time they were limited to things like "Bear in the Big Blue House", "Winnie the Pooh", "Baby Einstein", and "Dora the Explorer".

It is amazing all the things they've used as guns.
Legos
Tinker Toys
Paper towel tubes
Sticks
Rocks
Action figures
And one day, duct tape (these guys are geniuses!) and cedar 4x4's left over from their play set.

We had our first ever "weaponized" Christmas this past year. With their toy guns, the boys have conquered the yard, their room, and all points in between.

Still, it was very surprising when one of the boys at the end of dinner was putting his leftover porkchop in a ziplock and he suddenly says "Look! It's a gun!" and he holds his pork chop like a gun and says "POW POW".

My First Surgery

I got my knee fixed today. Despite the grogginess, I feel pretty good.

I could be off crutches by Monday. That is just absolutely amazing.

Despite the hoop jumping with the HMO, the fact that I had my knee repaired in 3 1/2 weeks makes me happy we haven't nationalized health care like Canada.

This was my first surgery ever. My first experience with anesthesia was interesting. I was complaining about a headache due to caffiene withdrawals (surgery was at noon so no food or beverages since midnight). The doctor says he had something which would knock that headache out quick (the anesthesia). He injects it into my IV and within seconds I start feeling something I can't describe.......then I feel panic.....then my vision begins to blur.......then my headache goes away......then I say "Wow!".....then I wake up two hours later in recovery.

Pretty strange. Two hours of life vanished. That's the only way to describe it.

But I have to admit that with my right knee shaved....I've got some pretty good looking legs.