One more post for today...

Early this evening, a gaggle of small neighborhood boys turned up at my front door, hoping to borrow an air bb gun. It'll be a cold day in hell before I arm the Things with projectile weapons (one of them injured the other this afternoon with a chair, for goodness sake), so I told the boys sorry, we don't have one. The sweet 5-year-old who lives next door answered, "Oh, that's okay. You have enough stuff." :-)