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Should be the one to use the gift with the child. Whoever sent my 6 year old an underwater camera should be the one to use this underwater camera with the child. It's December and XD45MANjr thinks he is Joc coustou and wants to go to the beach. Give the kid a football or something and I will throw it with him in the backyard, but an underwater camera is just ridiculous. Beagle lives matter. ______ (\ / @\_____ / ( ) /O / ( )______/ ///_____/ | ||
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| Eye on the Silver Lining |
What an awesome gift! Get him in the bathtub! Get all his rubber duckies, some colored water drops, bubbles, etc. could keep him busy for a good few hours  I had an underwater camera- gave it to my kid and someone stole it. Really a shit deal. Make the most of it. __________________________ "Trust, but verify." | |||
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If someone gave that to my kid, sure. You live in FL, however. ________________________________________ -- Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past me I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain. -- | |||
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| His diet consists of black coffee, and sarcasm.  |
You're mad because you can't play with it? | |||
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His Royal Hiney |
Be glad he wasn't gifted with colored markers. "It did not really matter what we expected from life, but rather what life expected from us. We needed to stop asking about the meaning of life, and instead to think of ourselves as those who were being questioned by life – daily and hourly. Our answer must consist not in talk and meditation, but in right action and in right conduct. Life ultimately means taking the responsibility to find the right answer to its problems and to fulfill the tasks which it constantly sets for each individual." Viktor Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning, 1946. | |||
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| Spread the Disease |
At least I could borrow those to get high at night. ________________________________________ -- Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past me I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain. -- | |||
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| Thank you Very little  |
I can think of worse gifts....  | |||
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When the kid's gift is multi-part, and the first part they open is a box of 24 D-cell batteries... you might have trouble. === I would like to apologize to anyone I have *not* offended. Please be patient. I will get to you shortly. | |||
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It’s Shark week somewhere, Dad! From a lifelong Pensacola resident I can assure you, there is big shit worth photographing out there lol.  10 years to retirement! Just waiting! | |||
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Prepared for the Worst, Providing the Best |
It's December in Florida...so basically like summer up here. We swim in the Gulf in January and February when we visit the in-laws in Pensacola. You'll be fine! | |||
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| My other Sig is a Steyr.  |
Howz about books on Calculus and Thermodynamics? Gave that to a friend of mine about ten years ago to catch up with before he went back to school. We spent a lot of time in those pages and it helped him out a lot. (...but it wasn't as much fun as a drum set). | |||
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I believe this was the first Christmas I didn’t have to put stuff together or put batteries in something. None of the gifts make noise and nothing needed downloading or updating either. Daughter got a camera and the first thing she wanted to do was go outside. Youngest son got a rod and reel, so the first thing he wanted to do was go outside and through some lures off the dock. Oldest son got a weight belt, but the gym was closed on Christmas Day. It only took 18 year to get it right. But yeah, some gifts should be the givers responsibility. | |||
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Sounds like a trip to the swimming pool is in order. Our kids are grown now. We all still remember a while back, my brother gave my then 5 year old an amazing voice activated fire truck that would become as loud as an actual truck with sirens wailing and movement...the whole shebang. The truck started to intermittantly operate, so the little guy would be screaming at this truck repeatedly, which eventually would start in itself making a loud racket. Brother thought it was the funniest thing ever. The whole thing was damned annoying until it ceased to operate when the batteries died and wern't replaced. When my brothers 3 year old became 5, he got a used fire truck from us for christmas with fresh batteries. It was no longer annoying ...to us, and we all thought it was the funniest thing ever. At least it wasn't a drum set or a violin. | |||
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| If you're gonna be a bear, be a Grizzly!  |
I gave my 7 year old grandson a set of drums last year. This year was the cymbals and stands for them. His mom (my daughter) told me he can keep them at my house. I don't understand why.  Oh, and he has an electric guitar as well. A birthday gift last year. Here's to the sunny slopes of long ago. | |||
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