"Can we make some of these, Mom?". Because really now, what's a knight/squire/metalsmith/etc, without his accessories? Nothing apparently. This weaponry is the latest subject of much of Calvin's artwork - his 'drafts' for what we're supposed to be making together. Which leaves me with a stumped,"'uh...." response (for so very many reasons). I mean, I can make a lot of things. But a flail? Oh. my.
New house rule: Make your own weapons.
My son. The pacifist. Ahem.