Bull’s-eye

Right in the center of our local Target store is the toy department, and right in the center of that area is the Thomas the Train toy section. Our boys know it well. At every opportunity, they shoot to that Target’s center point faster than William Tell’s arrows. It is interesting that they have never asked us to buy them anything, possibly because they may not yet know this is a possibility. From their prospective, toys arrive to them only as gifts, usually wrapped for special occasions. I’m sure they never considered how the giver acquired the toy initially. For them, at this point at least, the toys in stores are like those found in school or church – there to play with, but not to take home. When they learn the truth, Sandy and I will have to guard our shopping carts from little hands.