Once your child receives his first pocketknife, your world will never be the same again.
Bread bags suddenly become much too hard to open by hand . . . “lets just cut it!”
—(Okay in theory, but just try closing that bag again)
Veggies need to be harvested from the garden . . . with the knife of course. Mom needs flowers too.
—(My heart melts each time I pass that glass at my kitchen sink filled with the sweetest weeds)
The grass appears much longer than usual . . . those handy-dandy itty-bitty scissors will do the trick.
—(Hey, if he wants to work on my grass, I’ll take it. Maybe he will have his technique perfected by the time he is old enough to run the mower.)
Food that previously could be eaten with a fork and knife becomes much too special for everyday utensils . . . pull out the attached toothpick.
— (Instantly any food becomes much more interesting)
I love my knife-toting boy!
Pocketknife
Ahhh! such a sweet "I can't do anything wrong picture." Of course, he needs that knife..he is a little man now.