Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Living Dangerously

When kids get older (say, double digits) parties can't just be running around for a little while and eating pizza and ice cream.  They have to have some organized activity.  Last year Son #1 did laser tag, and the year before that he went to Hit Kingdom for some dodge ball and crab soccer...of course this was followed by pizza and ice cream.  Son #2 has done bowling and slot car racing.  This year we had to have something different, and we have his 11th birthday coming up in a few weeks.  He had seen an advertisement for an archery place in Hicksville, so we went to check it out.

Each kid gets about 15-20 minutes of instruction, with dedicated professionals, before the whole group is allowed to begin shooting arrows at the bull's eye targets from a distance of five feet.  They allow ages eight and up because experience shows that they can usually listen and maintain focus in a safety conscious way.  The owner of the place confided to me that they've never had an accident during a kid's party, but there's no reason to want ours to be the first.  A bonus:  the Carvel near the archery place makes cakes with bull's eye decorations, and they deliver.  So we booked it.

I commented about this in my Facebook status and got a whole slew of entertaining feedback.  Various friends wanted to know whether we would also be going to the rifle range or sky diving.  One was kind enough to send me a graphic of a kid with an arrow through his head.  Another tried to tell me that everything would be OK as long as I didn't have my son place an apple on top of his noggin, a la the legend of William Tell.  Yet another said she'd be very happy to accompany us bungee jumping, as long as there would indeed be pizza and cake afterwards.

The clincher came yesterday.  We were all in the living room with the TV on, and a commercial for the archery place aired.  Naturally, Son #2 was excited.  Guess what the very next commercial advertised?  A fencing academy.  My son's Cheshire Cat grin spread across his face.  My parting shot?  "I didn't hear them mention birthday parties."  Whew.   

2 comments:

Faith Abramowitz said...

you are insane !!!!!

Arthur said...

Our next-door neighbor had a birthday party at an archery place, it was pretty cool. The owner's son was about our boys' age (I think this was when Ben and the next-door boy were 11), but he was amazing with the bow and arrow, could shoot moving targets dead-center. Too bad the place closed up within a year - bad location I guess. Have fun!