Funny Money Lesson

Funny thing...

Almost every weekend in our house, there will be an all-guys foam dart gun fight... or two.

When we first got the dart guns, the darts seemed to disappear quickly.
Lost.
Gone.

Birthdays and Christmases included gifts of replacement darts.
Which also disappeared quickly.
Like socks in a washing machine.

But that's not what's funny.

This weekend, the children decided to use their allowance money to buy new, fun, dart guns.
It has been an extended-play, dart gun fight weekend.
Two days of nearly non-stop attacks.

Interrupted only by passing calls of "Don't shoot your mother!" as I walk through the hallways.

After all this play, can you guess how many of the boys' new darts have gone missing?

Anyone?
Bueller?

Not one.

Nope.

Funny how when it's a dart they've paid for, they can keep track of where it is.
When it's a gift dart, or their father's dart, gone.
Didn't see where it went.

As Arte Johnson on Laugh In would say, "Veeeeery interesting."