Boys will be Boys

We went to our neighbor's 4th birthday party this afternoon. It was a lot of fun, and the food was great: dinosaur-shaped chick'n nuggets for the little ones, but roast fish for grown-ups. There was a strong francophone influence at the party, with many of the youngsters enrolled in a DC French school.

There was a realistic looking remote-controlled alligator prowling around at some point. (The remote control was shaped like an alligator, too.) The jaw action was especially lifelife: slow on the upswing, swift on the chomp-down. As soon as a young 4-year-old was given the remote control, the first thing he did was to position the leg of a Mighty Morphin Power Ranger in the open jaws of the alligator. And then...CHOMP! And then...waddle, dragging the Power Ranger around.

Hilarious. Boys will be boys, I guess.