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We Have a Hot Glue Gun

“Mama, do we have a hot glue gun?”

“No. Who wants to know?”

“We used a hot glue gun at camp today, to seal our lava lamps shut that we made with vegetable oil, food coloring and glitter.”

“Wow. That sounds like a winning combination. I’m glad you used a glue gun.”

“Mama, I wish we had a hot glue gun. Why don’t we ever have a hot glue gun?”

“I don’t know. Ask your dad.”

(Later)

P-Dawg, examining the lava lamps the kids made at camp: “What the hell is this?”

Me: “It’s a lava lamp, made with vegetable oil, food coloring, and glitter. But don’t worry, it’s sealed shut with a hot glue gun. How long do you think we need to keep it around?”

P-Dawg: “Two days.”

V-Meister: “Daddy. I really, really wish we had a hot glue gun.”

P-Dawg: “We do have a hot glue gun.”

Me, shooting daggers with my eyes: “Really? I didn’t know that.”

Jonas and V-meister, jumping on their chairs: “Yaaaay! We have a hot glue gun! We have a hot glue gun!”

Jonas: “Daddy, do you like to shoot your hot glue gun?”

P-Dawg: “I love to shoot my hot glue gun.”

V-meister: “But it’s a family hot glue gun, right Daddy?”

P-Dawg: “Yes. It’s the Rama Family Hot Glue Gun, at our disposal whenever we want to shoot hot glue.”

(Scene)

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