: No, I don't mean that I am typing with both hands at the same time (although I am), what I am talking about is that age old practice of encouraging a set of behaviors because I want my kids to turn out the way that I want. You see, this is the joy of being a parent, I get to decide how I want to model my kids. Its like this huge social experiment, and I take it serious. I watch my bahavior to make sure that the youngins don't pick up the bad ones. So far I think I have that one pretty much whipped. I still have to work on the seat belt thing, but everything else is pretty good (I am a pretty good guy all in all). I suppose that one day Peyton will come walking in the house puffing on a Partagas
and I will realize that I have failed, but for now we are safe.
Today I will practice that age honored stereotypical practice of taking my young son into the forest to slay dragons. In this case they are little dragons with bushy tails and jump from tree to tree. The locals call them squirrels, which is an old ancient Indian word for "Ferocious Dragon". We will use the favorite weapon of the brave knight/dragon slayer - the 22. Some might argue that we should use a sword, but have you ever tried to climb a tree with a sword? The weapon of choice was once my grandfathers, so this will be an especially cool event, the fourth generation to use the gun (although I suspect that my dad never did anything more than store it, not being a big gun person).
Some of you are undoubtedly saying "Hey, Digital Dude! You have more than one son, what about him?" Well fear not faithful friends, next weekend I shall take my eldest yonder unto the wilds of Seekhaven to slay the wild and dreaded stag. Sinclair will be using the new (and awesome) Marlin 336 that my wife got me a few weeks ago. We shall celebrate that test of manhood that took me 40 years to accomplish. Be sure you will get plenty of pictures of that event as well.
As for the rest of the afternoon, we are going figure skating. So much for my macho stereotyping!