In the midst of combing out the tangles from my hair this morning, my dear husband came up for his “hello-and-goobye” kiss. I wasn’t done with the short, but sweet kiss when around Daddy’s leg peeped a white, plastic pipe. Unbeknownst to us, we had a hunter in the bathroom at 6:30am.
Now this wasn’t just any old gun, mind you. This was a special one made from the pipes that used to hold my laundry sorter together. Many is the time I came within a hair’s breadth of pitching all those pipes since I haven’t used the sorter in years. But somewhere in the packrat corner of my heart, I heard a voice telling me to keep them. They have been made into tents, guns, and all kinds of objects I don’t even have names for.
But yesterday it had been fashioned into a “really cool” gun with a long Lego piece for a scope. And I’m thinking it may have even been tucked into bed alongside this dedicated hunter last night. For well into my sweetheart’s kiss, the long barrel of the gun was being aimed in my direction. That’s a funny feeling to have your kiss observed through a scope.
A few seconds later, I heard the telltale “POW!” that informed this mama that something had been shot. Groggily, I asked what he had killed. I was told it was a robin. Although what a robin was doing in my bathroom at 6:30, I have no idea. I said I was glad it had not been a dragon. The smile on the 4-year-old hunter’s face told me he thought I was pretty silly for thinking dragons lurked in my bathroom.
My little protector continued on his way to slay something in the living room. This time he quite proudly told me he shot the window. After some discussion on whether or not he was going to pay for the window, I decided I truly needed something to give me a good dose of reality. My wonderful coffeepot.
The hunter was happy that I did not raid his pretend bank account to pay for my broken window and I was happy to have a strong cup of coffee to help me go back and face the dangers within my bathroom.
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