Hack Job

Designed by LittleNortherner, carved by NorthernDaddy.

 

 

 

Non-Stop

As soon as NorthernDaddy and Little arrived home this afternoon - while Daddy was trying to do chores and cook dinner - Little started right in:

 

"You wanna play man-guy fight? It's with LEGOs. I'm a ninja, and I've got a sword and karate chops and the throwy things. And I've got scorpions on my team. And Indians. I've got Indians on my team. You're never going to win. Oh - and I've got a guy on my team, he's....uhh...he's got black pants and a brown shirt and he's on my team, Daddy. You know what you are? You're a knight. Daddy, you're a knight."

 

Daddy: "Okay..."

 

"You're so going to lose, Daddy. You know why? I've got all these guys and you know what? I've got fish on my team. Fish that shoot fire."

 

Daddy: "Fire??"

 

"Yeah, they shoot fire out of their mouths."

 

 

Last week, the doctor at the ER told NorthernDaddy that he needed to make some dietary changes and learn to reduce some of the stress in his life. NorthernDaddy has news for Mr. Doctor - no worries, mate. It's all chill at the Northern household. There's so many verbal hallucinogens that pop out of LittleNortherner that nobody's stressed - - just tripping right along with the imagination of a five-year-old!

 

 



Climbing

Street Rods

A few weeks ago, NorthernDaddy and LittleNortherner enjoyed their annual pilgrimage to the Northeast Street Rod Nationals. They saw all the fancy cars, bickered over which paint job was the best, and ate the traditional meal of....French Fries.

 

That's a classy bar stool.

 

 

Someone was quite unhappy about leaving the show grounds...