Wednesday, February 17, 2010

A Secret

Tonight I was sitting on the couch nursing Sam and coughing when this guy pictured below here flies by me on his way to The Coat Chair, furiously digging for jacket, hat, and gloves, on a mission. Then he approaches:
MOM CAN I GO OUTSIDE AND SCOUT AROUND IN THE YARD? (all caps indicate the normal volume of his voice, which often prompts me to say, "I'm right here."

Scout around for what?

WELL IT'S A SECRET BUT I'LL TELL YOU THIS--I'VE GOT MY BALL-BLOWER GUN AND I'M LOOKING FOR CATS. BUT IT'S A SECRET WHAT I'M GONNA DO.

Are you gonna shoot the cats?

YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  BECAUSE THEY EAT OUR BIRDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! POW POW POW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Should I worry?  Should I let him?  Did I let him?  It's a secret.
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