I got Seamus, my four years old side kick I mean son, a cheap foam sword from five and below, and boy does he love that thing! The other day while we were at the laundromat, he grabbed me by my belt and pulled me over to the vending machines and pointed the sword at me and asked for candy. Mind you, Seamus does not speak very clearly yet, so the conversation went like this "What?! are you using that sword against me?!" and he said something like "Yah! yada yada candy!" and I was like "Oh well Seamus I ran out of dollars I can't get you anything" and he stabbed me!
I hope he grows into a man that knows to question his authority and fights for what he thinks is rightfuly his, in this case was just candy, but maybe tomorrow his own freedom.
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