Nephew: I can tell this baclava came from Whole Foods.
The rest of us give him quizzical looks.
Nephew: There is no sweetness in the honey.
FSM, I love my nephew.
Category: Family
Heard At Game Part XXVIB….
Nephew’s Father: Yes, we’re going to run around with giant paper-mâché heads.
Nephew: But then we’d have to light you on fire.
I’m so proud!
Kids and Guns
Since the kids had the day off from school, I thought it would be a good day for my niece’s first trip to the range.
Why yes, that is a seven-year-old girl blasting away with an M&P-15/22! And she wants her own rifle for her next birthday.
Things Posted Over On the Book of Face
Sometimes I post some material over there that I don’t here. These are a couple of items:
1)
Fun: Taking my nephew shooting.
More fun: Getting my nephew to tell his mother “There has been a good killing.”
2)
Coworker comes into my office to discuss a joint assignment. Before he leaves, he turns and asks me if I can smell the faint odor. The question isn’t as rude as it sounds, because we’ve had issues with the building.
Me: Yes, it’s leather dye.
CW: From what?
Me: My new belt.
CW: I don’t remember that smell from any of my belts.
Me: That’s because you buy your belts where you get your clothes from. I buy my belts where I get my holsters from.
Lightbulb goes off and my coworker wanders off.
Reputation defended for the day.
You Know You’re a Gun Person When…
Someone gives you one of those novelty mugs with a pistol grip for a handle, and one of the first things you think is How do I hold this without breaking Rule 1?
Things my niece and nephew probably won’t experience
Sometimes the amazing becomes the mundane, and it isn’t until it’s gone that we realize how amazing it actually was. What am I talking about?
The brother and I went to Oklahoma to visit family. During a long conversation with our uncle, we were talking about growing up in Florida during his days and ours.
One thing I remember fondly is every so often hearing the windows rattling and realizing that it was the shuttle flying over. It happened enough that it was a curiosity, but relatively mundane. Now that the shuttle is gone, and my niece and nephew aren’t likely to experience something like it, I realize just how amazing it was that we had a spaceship flying over our heads to land.
Family Time!
Me: Nephew, you have a choice. Either do chores or pay rent.
Niece: I’d rather do chores.
Their Father: You could have fooled me.
Ah, the witty banter!
Scenes from family dinner
We’re discussing my niece’s proclivity to forget things in a short period of time. I blamed it on a TBI from her daredevil ways.
Nephew: What is TBI?
My Brother: Take a guess. Not that I’m expecting much, but take a guess.
Nephew: Tactical Brain Language
My Brother (To Me): I’m blaming you for that.
Spelling words in the modern age
We’re going over my niece’s spelling words (she’s in the first grade).
One of them is “blog”.
Well, okay then.