Little boys

He smells a little like rusty nails and soap. Today he dressed in his Batman pjs, strapped on the new pistol (a Yankee one! more on that later), and donned his cape. He looked for tall the world like a confused soldier caught between being the caped crusader and Wyatt Earp!
After my trip to Wallyworld, he is now the proud owner of a "supersoaker". The water gun with the large tank is much better than the smaller version purchased two days ago, which needed refilling every 2 minutes. We do tend to underestimate the power of a 5-year old!
Now for the pistol story. We made a trip to Old Salem yesterday for a walk through the restored village and to see the Guinnea hens roaming the streets. Nevermind that it was hotter than the hinges on the gates of Hell! The hens must have agreed because they were no where to be seen. Undaunted, we moved onto the water pump which used to be the highlight of all trips to the village. The pump was dry! So it was on to the shop which I told him had the kinds of toys that little boys played with 200 hundred years ago before WII and video games. Did he want the pop gun or the wodden wagon? No sir, he spotted the Civil War pistols with holsters. Great, I thought. What a great time to celebrate Southern pride. Buying him a "Johnny Reb" gun with the "CS" on the belt would do it! Did he want that one, no. He chose the "Yankee" version with "US" on the holster! What was that about? The Rebel one was superior in my opinion and I pointed out, naming all the men he knew, that we were Rebels, not Yankees. He wasn't having it, so the Yankee one it is now in bed with him, right next to his heroes, Batman and Buzz Lightyear. Explaining the buy to his mother was another thing and to add insult to injury, the offending item is a YANKEE PISTOL!

Also in included in the Wallyworld purchases are two packs of caps for the weapon. Don't tell anyone, but I think that they were made in China.