how delightful! pugsley grew up to be a toy designer!

i have been shopping for gifts for my sweet, wonderful boyfriend's son, a delightful 8-year-old that likes to wake up at 5am and enjoys golf. while i realize that a child that twisted gets it from his father deserves a gift that is just as twisted, it is heartening to realize that finally, we addamses are being catered to:

teach your child to be an internet terrorist

now,our dear, sweet angel can hack into the DHS database and add his friends' names to the list of registered sex offenders. what fun!

and how delightful! its "my first homicide"!

and daddy will have hours of fun hiding the bodies! its such a father-son bonding activity.


and here is another wholesome childhood past time. i remember doing this as a child....

imagine the peals of delight on christmas morning when the little angel tears off the wrapping paper and realizes the hours of fun he and his friends will have reconstructing the face of a cadaver so badly decomposed that the victim couldn't even be identified from dental records!


and yet there are gifts just too horrible even for us!:

thank goodness for the educational gifts, like the "big book o' wounds"!


its a wonderful book - just chock full of injuries!

the page on burns and sucking chest wounds is simply delicious!


OR, for the VERY practical parent, there is a hands-on migraine kit:




but then i thought, what about a gift that might encourage josh in an eventual career :

like "police officer"?

or something to encourage his natural athletic ability?

every child needs a complete home ass-kicking kit!


but finally, i thought i would simply buy a game that bruce and josh could enjoy together, as father and son:



oh, and i picked up a little something for myself too ;-)