Ax-Man

Over the past couple of weeks, my youngest son has been mentioning that he'd really like to do some shopping at the Ax-Man store.  The store he is referring to is Ax-Man Surplus (http://www.ax-man.com) and it's easy to understand why he might want to go there - the place is a treasure trove for anyone with an imagination.  I've taken the boys there a couple of times and we've always had a good time.  We don't typically go there looking for anything specific, we just browse and inevitably find a few things we absolutely need.

This time however, N does have specific items he hopes to pick up.  A few weeks ago, we were at a friend's house and their son had a rubber chicken.  A year ago, we saw rubber chickens at Ax-Man and N was torn about whether he should get one.  In the end, he didn't get the chicken and now he regrets that decision.  The talk about returning to Ax-Man started soon after the encounter with his friend's chicken.

This morning I told him that we might be able to squeeze in a quick trip to Ax-Man tomorrow.  I cautioned him that there was no guarantee there would still be rubber chickens.  He didn't seem all that concerned.  The chicken is only one of the things he hopes to find.  As I tried to leave for work, he followed me about, explaining another project (marshmallow monsters) that involved styrofoam cylinders, googly eyes and a host of other items he remembered from the store.

It sounds like a typical trip to Ax-Man.