Apparently, Ian's School has a "No-Spear" Policy. Oops

Ian comes home from Grandpa day at the Casino with a Native American Spear. Sure it has a playful leather tip that bends when jabbed with. But Ian says, "Now I can hunt animals!".

I have never been hunting, though my father and grandfather(s) have. I've never mentioned hunting to Ian so I am very curious where his fixation on hunting came from? You might recall on Thanksgiving he wanted to hunt for turkey then deer. So, I did some checking and found this handy "9 questions to find out if you might be raising a redneck":

1. Does the child desire to hunt animals? -Oh yeah.
2. Does the child listen to "Rascal Flatts" -Yep, #4 on the Cars Movie soundtrack.
3. Does your child prefer American cars? -Yep, Lightening Mcqueen is an American car, a fact in which Ian is very proud.
4. Does your child spill food on his shirt regularly? -Yep, though it may be learned.
5. Does your child run around naked? -This is Ian's preferred attire. I don't know what the deal is, but any time a clothing change is involved he'll stop when nudy and do anything other than put his clothes on. I could be raising a streaker too I suppose.
6. Does your child play the banjo? -No, but he does pluck a guitar with a broken string hanging from it...
7. Does your child pee outdoors? -don't get me started on this one.
8. Does the child enjoy BBq? -Yep. The more sauce the better.

Ok, so he may be a bit out there. But there is more, in a tag-team effort with his sister to overpower me (Reagan flanked me with, "Daddy, can you help me braid my hair with this electronic contraption that is sure to tie both of us together with hair leaving us unable to dial the phone for help?" and Ian's assault of "Daddy can I bring my Spear to school?". I foiled them with a do it yourself to Reagan and a ok, but I am bringing the spear back home with me after you show your class.

There is nothing like bringing your kid to school holding a spear in my opinion. In todays post 9-11 atmosphere, a spear brought looks of panic to other parent, who remained defenseless. Ian proudly displayed his spear to his friends, especially one girl I think he likes. Ah to be the BMOC (big man on campus) again... Good times. I walked tall leaving the schoolhouse with spear in hand, scanning for waterbuffalo...

On a side note, my critique of Grandpa days was a bit unfair and proved wrong. Ian was fed. He was not lost. He came home with minimal scarring. He says he had a great time helping "Grandpa win Indian gold by pulling a lever!". I am sure I don't know what that could mean...surely not slots...