With friends like these, etc.
Henry's constructing a Bionicle in the backseat. "I built you a guy," he announces.
I look behind me. It appears to be some sort of three-pronged weapon. "Where's his head?" I ask.
"He doesn't have one," he explains. "He's an Electro-Stabber."
"Why don't you build something friendly?" Scott asks.
"Yes," I agree, "Can't you build something…non-stabby?"
Usually this response drives Henry insane, and he rails against our lack of understanding in such matters. Bionicles and the like were created as weapons of destruction, not diplomacy; when will we pacifist fools understand that?
But this time he pauses and says, "Okay."
A few minutes later he's done. "I built you an Electro-buddy," he says.
I look behind me again. "It looks exactly the same."
"It's a buddy!" he insists.
"Doesn't seem very huggable," I observe.
"Oh, you can hug him," Henry says. "Only if you do you'll get stabbed."



At least he warned you...
Posted by: suburbancorrespondent | October 13, 2008 at 04:05 PM
Even the buddies have to protect themselves..
Posted by: Jen | October 13, 2008 at 04:06 PM
Well, you sure passed on your quick wit to him!
Posted by: Dory | October 13, 2008 at 04:17 PM
lol. I am living in a parallel universe with my son. :-)
Posted by: George | October 13, 2008 at 04:23 PM
When I was a child and Mr. Rogers sang, "Won't you be my neighbor," I enjoyed screaming back, "NOOOOOO!"
And I turned out a-ok. So don't worry about the predilection towards stabby stuff.
Posted by: The Window Seat | October 13, 2008 at 04:23 PM
HA!
The boy. He is a genius.
Posted by: You can call me, 'Sir' | October 13, 2008 at 04:24 PM
That last line made me LOL.
I scared the cat.
Posted by: Frogdancer | October 13, 2008 at 04:25 PM
Dearest Alice,
Please stop imposing your pacifist will on "He-Who-is-Bent-on-World-Domination-and/or-Destruction.
Forebodingly,
HWIBOWDA/OD’s minion
Posted by: HeyJoe | October 13, 2008 at 04:42 PM
You might have yourself a special Electro-Buddy with Privileges there depending on the location of that third stabbing appendage.
Posted by: dee | October 13, 2008 at 04:47 PM
I think I've had that same conversation with my 5-year-old ;-)
Posted by: Lisa Clarke | October 13, 2008 at 05:05 PM
My brother just bought my boys their first set of Bionicles.
Not quite the same as the teddy bear of my youth...
Posted by: Angella | October 13, 2008 at 05:24 PM
I frequently get stabbed by men when I hug them. [/end bad sexual joke]
Posted by: Michelle | October 13, 2008 at 05:39 PM
Why don't our children want to play with Teddy Ruxpin? He's making such a big comeback.
Posted by: Annie Valentine | October 13, 2008 at 06:03 PM
I think your boy and my boy would get along great! Oh, the Bionicles.
Posted by: catnip | October 13, 2008 at 06:44 PM
Boys will be boys. We don't buy our boys guns or let them watch anything but G rated movies. Yet somehow they still gravitate towards stabby things naturally.
Posted by: Wendy Surf | October 13, 2008 at 06:45 PM
Beware the Stabby Buddy
Posted by: Miss Grace | October 13, 2008 at 06:48 PM
Stabbability is a really important quality to have in a friend!
Posted by: Marinka | October 13, 2008 at 07:58 PM
I love that kid. Seriously. Just because of that last post of yours. Who doesn't need a stabby buddy?
My eldest has recently moved beyond the Bionicles phase - hurray. Now he builds complex destruction vehicles out of his legos. They start as cars, but he adds lasers and missiles and probably stabby things as well.
Watch out - you'll get here soon.
Posted by: Email From The Embassy | October 13, 2008 at 08:15 PM
Hehehe. Reminds Bossy of back-in-the-day when her son used to proclaim himself "a love guy" to appease his mother while selecting small branches in the yard to act as automatic weapons.
Posted by: BOSSY | October 13, 2008 at 08:40 PM
That's logic for ya.
Posted by: MamaCass | October 13, 2008 at 09:05 PM
Your kid is awesome.
Posted by: Dani | October 13, 2008 at 10:19 PM
Good heavens, what on earth are bionicles? I have a lot to learn before this here boy gets borned.
I guess stabby buddies are marginally better than pastel little ponies with combable hair. I'll try to count my blessings.
Posted by: Newt | October 13, 2008 at 10:57 PM
Rarely do books, movies or blogs make me laugh out loud. This did. You now share a dubious throne with David Sedaris and Mystery Science Theater 3000. Congratulations?
Posted by: jbeeky | October 13, 2008 at 11:30 PM
L.O.L.
I love Henry and his quick wit!
Posted by: sveedish | October 14, 2008 at 12:28 AM
I am having a day of heartbreak, despair and self-loathing. I do not say those things lightly. I was sort of casting around the internet for something to distract me from what is going on, even for a moment. Nothing worked until I read this post.
Posted by: PB | October 14, 2008 at 01:07 AM
i love henry.
Posted by: islaygirl | October 14, 2008 at 01:34 AM
This is just wonderful and made me laugh lots.
Have you ever had the misfortune to watch the Bionicle movie? Never has a piece of jagged plastic been less successfully anthropomorphised. They should SO have stuck to stabbing with their fearsome plastic arms.
Posted by: Jaywalker | October 14, 2008 at 04:00 AM
Oh me god. This post = a thing of beauty.
May I never meet a Bionicle.
Posted by: Tina Rowley | October 14, 2008 at 05:10 AM
My son is only six months old, but I may have to run out and go get some Bionicles now.
Posted by: Twice Five Miles | October 14, 2008 at 08:59 AM
I think I dated that electro-buddy.
Posted by: Pandechion | October 14, 2008 at 09:06 AM
Oh my word!!!! He's brilliant!!!!
Posted by: Lisa C | October 14, 2008 at 09:08 AM
LMAO I do believe I've had that exact same conversation with my 5yo!
Posted by: Mimi | October 14, 2008 at 10:43 AM
heh, that is SO like my 3 year old :)
Posted by: dot | October 14, 2008 at 02:07 PM
Awwwww.... A stabbing hugging Buddy!! Very sweet.
My eldest used to draw extremely bloody battles during art class. We had to have STRICT rules: NO GUN pictures (or knives or swords or nuclear bombs)at school.
Posted by: tracey | October 14, 2008 at 03:53 PM
i don't even try to have that conversation regarding bionicles. the boys bring me these horrific bristling creatures and i just say, "wow" or "i like that red part" or--this one is real genius--"i like it."
Posted by: angela michelle | October 14, 2008 at 04:12 PM
It's amazing to me how similar young boys are. This is totally something my 8 year old would say.
Posted by: Becky | October 15, 2008 at 10:27 AM
I read this to my son, and now he wants to know if he can build a stabby buddy.
Posted by: cat19 | October 15, 2008 at 10:47 AM
Oh Alice - thank you for a much needed laugh this morning!
Posted by: mek | October 15, 2008 at 12:17 PM
Henry is channeling the classics:
Hostile indigenous tribesman to three captured missionaries. "You have defiled our Gods! You must pay the consequences! You must choose! Death! Or Bomba!"
First missionary: "I fear death. I must choose Bomba."
Subsequent agonized screaming, stage left.
HIT returns. "You! You now choose! Death? Or Bomba!"
Second missionary: "I fear both, but I too choose Bomba."
Subsequent rending of flesh, gushing, and even louder screams, stage right.
HIT returns. "And now it is YOU! You must choose! Will it be Death? Or will it be Bomba?"
Third missionary: "I choose death."
HIT: "Death! Death is honorable! So you will get Death!"
Third missionary starts his prayers.
HIT: "But first! A little Bomba."
Posted by: JMartin | October 15, 2008 at 02:29 PM
I, for one, welcome our Electro-overlords.
Posted by: gesikah | October 16, 2008 at 01:07 PM
I too, have a 5 year old son, (in half day kindergarten to boot-yes it's awful)! And he loves his Bionicles and Legos! I always plead with him to make "ice-cream shooters" or "happy and reformed beasts of destruction", etc, instead of weaponry. He won't do that, so I just make his creations have big tea parties together! He HATES that. hehe
Posted by: cj coats | October 16, 2008 at 02:58 PM
Henry is pure awesome.
Posted by: Heidi | October 16, 2008 at 11:38 PM
OMG, so funny. Just tonight, my 5-year-old held up a tiny plastic sword that came with his pirate ship and invited my husband to play "a stabbing game." Don't know where that came from, as we're certainly never stabbing around here!
Posted by: penelope | October 17, 2008 at 12:43 AM
Absolutely classic. At least you got an interesting kid and not a boring one. :)
Posted by: Jenn | October 17, 2008 at 03:18 AM
Reminds me of the boy I saw in the health food store, eating his tofu into the shape of a gun.
At least he's diplomatic.
Posted by: Zip n Tizzy | October 17, 2008 at 10:35 AM
Heh, I just laughed my butt off. I can't wait to have some boys so they can avenge me.
FYI, the tea party stabfest above is going to make for some extremely warped children. Serial killers who give you a makeover...taxmen who take you on a date first..or worse, FRATBOYS!
Posted by: Jemima | October 20, 2008 at 04:00 PM
Ahh, boys. Is this what I have to look forward to in my future?
Posted by: No Mother Earth | October 21, 2008 at 11:07 PM
At least you know where the stabs are coming from. I teach a writing class to grown up bionicle boys. They are constantly going from crisis to crisis, without heads on their characters.. (Just kidding) All boys like action.
Posted by: Organizing MOmmy | October 22, 2008 at 12:14 AM