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We are supposed to start kids young...
There is that part about passing forward...
I was at Harbor Freight, I needed something to fix a computer related problem. Radio Shack did not have what I needed. Yes the Big Hammer was tempting at Harbor Freight...I went with the Velcro Wraps as one is supposed to. I reserve the right to go back to the BIG Hammer just in case
I met Jeremy. Jeremy is this many years old. Grandpa- whom Jeremy was instructed to "keep out of trouble" - said the young man was Four.
Jeremy shook his head and now I understood why 3 fingers from one hand and the bent one from the other hand. You try using fingers to indicate your B-day is not until January. See, ain't easy is it?
Grandpa made a comment about how the Heavy Utility belts worked great for his Ruger SA in .44 mag. In which Jeremy just had to step into, pull up to indicate he needs to eat a bit more before the belt fits. Must be nice to just drop a belt and step out of one.
Now Jeremy informs me he has a gun. You tell him Grandpa. Grandpa wants Jeremy to tell me. Mr. Teve
"Jeremy, you don't have to call me Mister, just us guys here and Steve is okay if Grandpa agrees"
Teve, I got a wenty two riiifle.
Now just how well did you pronounce "Steve" and "rifle" when you were 3 years and 10 months old? I thought so.
Seems Jeremy was not doing a good job of keeping Grandpa out of trouble. Harbor Freight has various ammo boxes.
Coloring boxes for those of you 3 yrs and 10 months old.
So Grandpa get his ammo boxes, leather belt, "C" clamps for something in his reloading room - and remembers the real reason he was supposed to go into Harbor Freight, dispoable propane torch, bottles and such. Whew! that was close.
I said I had to head over to the Dollar store next door. Jeremy gave Grandpa "that look" - so we head to vehicles, drop off packages from Harbor Freight.
Now Grandpa is from a smaller town nearby. Jeremy has never been into this Store. He makes a beeline for Colors, and Coloring Books. Then spies the Cookies and Candy aisle. Jeremy does not have to say a word...Grandpa is "trained" and these ALL get put in a basket.
Outside is Soda machine. I get a Coke, and of course Jeremy wants a Coke. Grandpa is not supposed to drink Cokes, then again his wife and Jeremy's mom are out doing Girl Stuff...they won't know.
So at Grandpa's truck, parked near mine...Jeremy gets behind the seat of Grandpa's truck...he knew where the Plastic ammo box was back there. By the expression on Grandpas face...glad to know someone knew that one was back there.
We have to do some serious comparison of ammo boxes you understand. Satisfied, he puts ALL the shells back in ( well you cannot very well compare with them full now can you?) and Proceeds to put his new 8 pk of colors into the New Ammo Box from harbor freight. Umm, two holes are left vacant. Opens Grandpa's glove box...only a kid remembers a Putt Putt game and the wittle pencils. Yep, these will do. All the holes are filled and Jeremy is quite happy about this.
Now Jeremy has part of My Coke in his Tippy Cup, I guess mine was supposed to taste better. I was 3 yrs and 10 months old, I used to know this stuff, no matter, good to be re-educated again.
Now, seems time was coming up to meet back at the House and the Women folks.
So in the Spirit of Passing Forward One sack gets tossed into Toolbox of truck, so Grandma won't see, and the one in the cab has the stuff Grandpa was supposed to get. Fingers to mouth meaning - we won't tell.
We shared this with Jeremy. Jeremy shared his mom does stuff like that with Grandma. Of course this gets Grandpa to start asking questions, and Jeremy is torn between loyalities. Had the most puzzling look on his face.
Easy to explain Jeremy's Ammo/ Coloring box, he is a Grandson, he wanted it.
I did present another option if need, just blame some guy named "Teve" they met while in Harbor Freight.
So while Jeremy may not be a real avid shooter at this stage. He has been exposed, has a mentor in Grandpa , and has his own gun. Well he has others he is not aware of yet, in due time though he will.
Someday the Colors and wittle Putt Putt pencils will be dumped for Centerfire rifle ctgs.
I had a box of .22 lr in my truck. Jeremy was so happy, he knew what these were. While I got a hearty handshake from Grandpa...He...well you are supposed to slide the box open and get them all over the seat, floorboard, ashpalt parking lot...I did at that age. Heck I still do.
Uh-oh Grandpa - I sorry
Grandpa and I were laughing as we picked these up, told Jeremy is was all right, we do this too. You think getting X22LRs back into the little box as an adult is hard...bullet up , bullet down, bullet up, bullet down...
Try it at 3 years and 10 months. Gotta admit, little fingers do have an advantage on this...
<waves bye> Thanks "Teve"
Just we start them young, educate best can for their level at the time, pass forward, and well a kid has a right to be a kid.
Anyone know the ballistics of a Smith-Barney Blue? *grin*
Edit: see post # 7...
We are supposed to start kids young...
There is that part about passing forward...
I was at Harbor Freight, I needed something to fix a computer related problem. Radio Shack did not have what I needed. Yes the Big Hammer was tempting at Harbor Freight...I went with the Velcro Wraps as one is supposed to. I reserve the right to go back to the BIG Hammer just in case
I met Jeremy. Jeremy is this many years old. Grandpa- whom Jeremy was instructed to "keep out of trouble" - said the young man was Four.
Jeremy shook his head and now I understood why 3 fingers from one hand and the bent one from the other hand. You try using fingers to indicate your B-day is not until January. See, ain't easy is it?
Grandpa made a comment about how the Heavy Utility belts worked great for his Ruger SA in .44 mag. In which Jeremy just had to step into, pull up to indicate he needs to eat a bit more before the belt fits. Must be nice to just drop a belt and step out of one.
Now Jeremy informs me he has a gun. You tell him Grandpa. Grandpa wants Jeremy to tell me. Mr. Teve
"Jeremy, you don't have to call me Mister, just us guys here and Steve is okay if Grandpa agrees"
Teve, I got a wenty two riiifle.
Now just how well did you pronounce "Steve" and "rifle" when you were 3 years and 10 months old? I thought so.
Seems Jeremy was not doing a good job of keeping Grandpa out of trouble. Harbor Freight has various ammo boxes.
Coloring boxes for those of you 3 yrs and 10 months old.
So Grandpa get his ammo boxes, leather belt, "C" clamps for something in his reloading room - and remembers the real reason he was supposed to go into Harbor Freight, dispoable propane torch, bottles and such. Whew! that was close.
I said I had to head over to the Dollar store next door. Jeremy gave Grandpa "that look" - so we head to vehicles, drop off packages from Harbor Freight.
Now Grandpa is from a smaller town nearby. Jeremy has never been into this Store. He makes a beeline for Colors, and Coloring Books. Then spies the Cookies and Candy aisle. Jeremy does not have to say a word...Grandpa is "trained" and these ALL get put in a basket.
Outside is Soda machine. I get a Coke, and of course Jeremy wants a Coke. Grandpa is not supposed to drink Cokes, then again his wife and Jeremy's mom are out doing Girl Stuff...they won't know.
So at Grandpa's truck, parked near mine...Jeremy gets behind the seat of Grandpa's truck...he knew where the Plastic ammo box was back there. By the expression on Grandpas face...glad to know someone knew that one was back there.
We have to do some serious comparison of ammo boxes you understand. Satisfied, he puts ALL the shells back in ( well you cannot very well compare with them full now can you?) and Proceeds to put his new 8 pk of colors into the New Ammo Box from harbor freight. Umm, two holes are left vacant. Opens Grandpa's glove box...only a kid remembers a Putt Putt game and the wittle pencils. Yep, these will do. All the holes are filled and Jeremy is quite happy about this.
Now Jeremy has part of My Coke in his Tippy Cup, I guess mine was supposed to taste better. I was 3 yrs and 10 months old, I used to know this stuff, no matter, good to be re-educated again.
Now, seems time was coming up to meet back at the House and the Women folks.
So in the Spirit of Passing Forward One sack gets tossed into Toolbox of truck, so Grandma won't see, and the one in the cab has the stuff Grandpa was supposed to get. Fingers to mouth meaning - we won't tell.
We shared this with Jeremy. Jeremy shared his mom does stuff like that with Grandma. Of course this gets Grandpa to start asking questions, and Jeremy is torn between loyalities. Had the most puzzling look on his face.
Easy to explain Jeremy's Ammo/ Coloring box, he is a Grandson, he wanted it.
I did present another option if need, just blame some guy named "Teve" they met while in Harbor Freight.
So while Jeremy may not be a real avid shooter at this stage. He has been exposed, has a mentor in Grandpa , and has his own gun. Well he has others he is not aware of yet, in due time though he will.
Someday the Colors and wittle Putt Putt pencils will be dumped for Centerfire rifle ctgs.
I had a box of .22 lr in my truck. Jeremy was so happy, he knew what these were. While I got a hearty handshake from Grandpa...He...well you are supposed to slide the box open and get them all over the seat, floorboard, ashpalt parking lot...I did at that age. Heck I still do.
Uh-oh Grandpa - I sorry
Grandpa and I were laughing as we picked these up, told Jeremy is was all right, we do this too. You think getting X22LRs back into the little box as an adult is hard...bullet up , bullet down, bullet up, bullet down...
Try it at 3 years and 10 months. Gotta admit, little fingers do have an advantage on this...
<waves bye> Thanks "Teve"
Just we start them young, educate best can for their level at the time, pass forward, and well a kid has a right to be a kid.
Anyone know the ballistics of a Smith-Barney Blue? *grin*
Edit: see post # 7...
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