Happy Hanukkah and Happy Nerf Year!

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Long, long ago, in a neighborhood not too far, far away, there was a house that had a staircase, and a book-nook at the top overlooking the foyer. Now, the book-nook was rarely used for reading, but it made an incredible spy lookout. File that notion away.

When the Senior Son and the Junior Son were little, weapons were banned in our house. No toy guns or bows and arrows. Yeah, yeah, they did have Ghostbuster packs and worked hard keeping the streams uncrossed, and there were super-shooter water guns with reservoir backs for summertime sneak attacks with every kid in the neighborhood. But there were no guns in the house. Until there were.... 

The guys were older....junior high and high school I believe....when their father, tired of the nitpicking, came home with a couple of Nerf guns. They went nuts! Sneaking around, attacking each other, screaming laughter. We growed ups were jealous. Ziggy went out and bought two more Nerf guns and about a zillion darts. More fun than a barrel of naked monkeys! For years, there were sneak attacks. File that notion away.

Now, the Junior Son and Mrs. Junior son have two elementary school kids. No guns are permitted...but there are currently light sabres in the house. I don't know how it came up, but apparently Junior Son told Senior Son the embargo has been lifted. 

Of course,  Senior Son immediately procured Nerf guns and darts and sent them out for Hanukkah. 

Last night, as he was telling me about this, I admitted was jealous and said to Senior Son, Maybe I should go over to Target and get one for myself.  He made some incomprehensible sound and changed the subject.

I got a package in today. You KNOW what was in the box:

The Wifely Person's Tip o'the Week

 Wishing everyone a safe and happy new year. 

I know it's gonna be tough,

but keep making noise.

Illegitimi non carborundum.