TampaSupremo
Hellbent for Glory-land
- Joined
- Feb 20, 2007
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- 234
OK, let me lay out the scene:
About 0730 this morning I'm sleeping on the couch since my 2-year old has basically taken over our bed. We have a large potted plant with a river rock in it as big as his head. I was messing around with my humidor last night and left it on my son's toy box.
The boy and the woman are up and about. She's making breakfast and my son is playing.
My eyes open a little and I see him carrying something...I figured it was a toy.
I hear some banging. My wife asks what my son has. I reply "He's banging some big toy on the floor. Miller, please bang that on the rug, not on the floors."
My wife looks around the corner.
"Uh...no. He's got that rock and he's banging it on your humidor."
"Fuck!"
She got it from him before I was even able to roll off the couch. I looked at the humidor...not a scratch! Gotta love Cuban Crafters.
Well, I left it were it was and a couple of hours later he moved it to get to his toy box...turning it over in the process. Beads all over the inside of the humidor. Cigars tossed around. What can I say? I learn the hard way.
TampaSupremo
About 0730 this morning I'm sleeping on the couch since my 2-year old has basically taken over our bed. We have a large potted plant with a river rock in it as big as his head. I was messing around with my humidor last night and left it on my son's toy box.
The boy and the woman are up and about. She's making breakfast and my son is playing.
My eyes open a little and I see him carrying something...I figured it was a toy.
I hear some banging. My wife asks what my son has. I reply "He's banging some big toy on the floor. Miller, please bang that on the rug, not on the floors."
My wife looks around the corner.
"Uh...no. He's got that rock and he's banging it on your humidor."
"Fuck!"
She got it from him before I was even able to roll off the couch. I looked at the humidor...not a scratch! Gotta love Cuban Crafters.
Well, I left it were it was and a couple of hours later he moved it to get to his toy box...turning it over in the process. Beads all over the inside of the humidor. Cigars tossed around. What can I say? I learn the hard way.
TampaSupremo