Boys Will Be Boys

Okay, so you're five or six years old and the school day has just ended and the sun is shining and there isn't much wind to speak of and you become aware of this shed and it's just sitting there all shed-ish like and there's snow on top, just right for throwing at passersby, and it's not really a big shed. In fact, it's not really very big at all and it looks almost easy to climb like your own personal Everest and you'd be like the biggest guy up there with all that snow to throw and, besides, what could be more fun than that...

...if you were five or six?

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I did try to encourage these little guys away from their scheme, but they weren't inclined to pay much attention to my warnings. They've been playing on buildings such as this for most of their young lives, no reason to adjust their course now! The roof of the shed really wasn't all that high, but it didn't seem very stable to me, so between photos I continued to point out the risks involved which may have only served to heighten the thrill and increase their motivation to persevere. I wasn't particularly surprised. After all, boys will be boys.



It's not so easy to climb a shed without a ladder, especially while your friend is kicking snow on your head!



Almost there...well, maybe not.

Oh, a ladder, where did that come from?

Aarigaa! (Wow!) We made it! We're the biggest guys ever! Who can we hit with some snow?

Hey, is my buddy crying? Oh, he's just making an icky face because there's a girl coming from across the road. Ew, girl cooties! Who wants girl cooties? What can we do?

Whew! That was close! This is our shed! We're the biggest guys! We don't have to share with no stink'n girl!

Wait...does she have candy?