This man features in our life at the moment. In a B-I-G way!! Master T is besotted. He is desperate for a flint of his own to start a fire easily. You can buy Bear Grylls stuff at a camping shop here. Hmmm. Not convinced that a small boy and an easy way to make fire really go together. Are you? Sounds like trouble. I remember my brother burning down the bush when we were growing up. The Silver Fox remembers burning down the bush too near his Nonna's house. Sounds like double trouble genes to me. So not happening my little friend.
Master T even got my herbology book out and was telling me which plants we could actually eat from around here. He tasted some dandelion leaves but apparently the roots are good too. Hmmm, not sure small boy should be eating such things. Are you? Sounds like more trouble to me. When the kids were little the local poison information line practically knew me by name. Sort of gives a girl a complex you know.
He asked me how high I thought my balcony was off the ground. Hmmm, you guessed it. Trouble. We have this water-tank bladder thingy under there and there would be trouble if that was unable to take the load of a small boy jumping from my balcony, let alone the impact on a couple of legs or a 11 year old spine!
It's not that I think Bear is a bad influence. I don't. It's just that I know boys don't really think of consequences too much. Mummies do. I don't want to wrap him in cotton wool but, hey, I don't need to be psychic to figure out this stuff.
Master T has been in Scouts for 8 months now and a-d-o-r-e-s it. He gets to do really cool things and is so into knots at the moment. He is due to go on a camp soon and he has volunteered to bring the first aid kit...... and a big knife.
Hmmm, hope he's not a bit psychic??
Ciao for now...