It’s morning, and Michael is once again in mommy & daddy’s room making sure we don’t do anything crazy like sleep past 6:00 AM.
He’s chattering at his mom as she quietly puts together his outfit for the day, all the while giving ear to the morning news in hopes of hearing a positive weather report. I’m nearby, getting myself ready for the work day.
On the news, a story comes on about the dangers of illegal fireworks.
At the mere mention of fireworks, Michael’s attention is suddenly riveted to the television. The reporter describes the scenes we’re watching with an ominous tone, as mannequins are substituted for ignorant, idiotic pyrotechnics enthusiasts practicing highly unsafe techniques. The first one has his head blown clean off by a mortar shell. The second has his arm blasted into splinters by an M-80. The third has an eye shot out by a Roman candle. The message is very clear: illegal fireworks are extremely dangerous.
“See, Michael?” his mom says.
Michael pauses for just a moment, obviously still trying to absorb the gravity of the images he just saw.
“We… should… GET THOSE!” he says.
Gravity not absorbed.
If the weasels saw mannequins being blown up, they would want to try it too. Just so they could make more mannequins blow up.
(MD) I can’t deny there’s an appeal there… but it’d be “irresponsible” of me to actually allow my child to try that.
You guys are so screwed.
(MD) The red hair should have been our clue.
Michael…your armadillo is showing!
(Hubby) If only he had the armor to go along with the proclivity.
Just thought you would like the feed back I get from facebook.
Judy Lang
OMG! Your husband’s blog is the BEST!
(Hubby) Thank you for passing that along! Such a sweetie, ferreting out positive PR for me.
Do you remember the movies incidents back on Ellerslee when you and your friend put little squibs on his chest and fired them? It seems that was a very interesting use of home made fireworks. I don’t think the recipient was too happy about it, though.
(MD) Yes… I try to forget about that. And I’m certainly not going to hand Michael that information. Besides, I was 18 by then. I think.
Oh, man! That’s hilarious!! Too funny. Happy (Safe) 4th!
(MD) Thank you! I hope you and yours enjoy a safe 4th as well.
As your Dad implied, I was some careless mom to let an almost grown, but still a kid, to do the things you did. People in the church must have wondered about me, I take full blame even though you were in charge!
Must be that right-side of the brain I have been gifted with…
I shall be nameless.
(MD) Now, now… no fighting here. If you recall, my friend’s mother simply observed “Well, it’s good that he came out okay. It could have been much worse, knowing what boys will do.” The fact is – boys do some pretty brainless things. You managed to keep me alive and well, despite my best efforts. We all got a good laugh and a story to tell.
Why did I burst out laughing? Maybe because my girls never asked “to get those.” Oh my, you guys are in so much trouble.