Nov 13 2010

Broken Promises.

Published by at 12:19 pm under The Fam,The Man

We were in Bronner’s, looking at Nativity sets. I found a set of figures that I wanted, that were reasonably priced, but all of the stables seemed to be more expensive than I thought they should be. I was hemming and hawing, trying to decide if I wanted to spend the money.

The Man: You know, if you take a picture of one of these, we could probably build it.

Me: Really?

The Man: Yeah, it doesn’t look too hard. A piece of particle board for the base, another piece for the backdrop…

Me: You’d have to draw it out, you know.

The Man: That’s what the picture’s for!

Me: You’d still have to draw it on the wood before you cut it out!

The Man: (thoughtfully) Dad could probably do it for you easily…maybe you’d even get it faster than I got my thing, which hasn’t shown up yet.

Me: What’s your Dad supposed to be building for you?

The Man: A house for my Batman.

We decided just to buy one.

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