I didn't get a Christmas present this year.
My wife got a necklace, my son got a bicycle, but Santa forgot me...
I suppose I was on Santa's bad boy list, which is not really surprising, but still, I felt a bit left out.
Maybe it had something to do with the things I want... A new camera lens (14man), a new camera (11man), a home theatre system (10man)... these are hard economic times, and I guess it was a bit out of Santa's budget this year.
Since Santa forgot about me, I took the liberty of buying my own Christmas present - an airgun! ^0^
I know what you are thinking, and no, it is not to shoot my wife (though I admit, the temptation is there).. I thought it would be fun to line up old beer cans in the back yard and practice my aim. After all, I'm a pretty good shooter on wii, so I thought I'd try it out for real. I'm thinking of getting another one for the car, to use on the next moron who tries to tailgate me driving 130km on the expressway.
When John saw me order the gun, his first comment was:
"Daddy, who are you going to shoot?"
Ahh, the innocence of youth.