Monster Truck Kit

 

My nine-year-old grandson likes to make those kids’ projects from Lowe’s, so I got him a monster truck kit.  Bennett was a little too eager with the hammer.  I made him read the directions out loud and I told him to follow them exactly - which he did.  Almost.  A thin base was to be nailed to the body of the truck.  But he didn’t follow the directions exactly.  There were three parts to be nailed together, not just two.  So, when he nailed the two parts together (instead of three), the nails went right through, and right into the dining room table.  The little nails were ring-shanked, and when I tried to pull the truck body up, the four nails pulled through the truck parts and were left in the table.  The look of horror on Bennett’s face was priceless.  I calmly told him that it was all right.  But I didn’t tell my wife that it was all right.  I just pulled the nails out as best as I could.  I hope she doesn’t read this post.  But of course, you’ll be sure to tell her, won’t you?!  Numbers 32:23, “… and be sure your sin will find you out.”  That was four years ago, and those tiny nail holes are still there in our dining room table!  A good reminder for me to be a little more cautious.