He had besides the things before mentioned, twelve marbles, part of a jews-harp, a piece of blue bottle-glass to look through, a spool cannon, a key that wouldn’t unlock anything, a fragment of chalk, a glass stopper of a decanter, a tin soldier, a couple of tadpoles, six fire-crackers, a kitten with only one eye, a brass doorknob, a dog-collar–but no dog–the handle of a knife, four pieces of orange-peel, and a dilapidated old window sash.
–Mark Twain, The Adventures of Tom Sawyer
I worry about all the stuff Nick has. A lot of it he makes himself, soft-swords and the like, which is good. But it’s everywhere, spilling over in every room of the house. The twenty-minute film below pretty much sums up my concerns, and adds a few. It’s fairly essential and vastly entertaining. If you haven’t seen it and don’t have twenty minutes now, I suggest you bookmark it and come back later.
I had the bright idea to show this movie to Nick, as an antidote to all the stuff he needs to accumulate. He sat through it without complaint, although I think the film is intended for an audience a couple of years older. One thing the film talks about is toxic byproducts of manufacturing.
When the movie was over, Nick began removing his clothes.
“What are you doing?”
“My clothes are toxic.”
“The movie didn’t say that.”
“Toxic! Must take off!”
He ran out of the room naked.
“Your clothes aren’t toxic! You can wear your clothes! Mommy and I would never buy you clothes that are toxic!”
Nora persuaded him to get dressed again.
Later, after dinner and things had calmed down, I said, “You didn’t really think your clothes were toxic, did you? You just did that for my benefit because I made you watch the movie, right?”