My eldest son takes fencing lessons at our community center, my newest mecca. He loves it, he gets to play with swords and fight people, and he’s pretty good at it.

Last night, I took him to his class. He was the only boy out of five students. The rest were 14-15 year old girls who came into the class giggling, but as soon as they put on their gear, they were hardcore fencers. (They beat the snot out of him, and I couldn’t help but smile.)

Fencing, I’m told, was once dominated by women. I can’t find any info online to back that up, but I’m willing to believe it simply because it plays into my fantasy world of women with swords, gallantly hanging from chandeliers with masks over their eyes. *drool*

One of the instructors was showing one of the girls a new gear bag. She yelled to her friend, “hey, you can put your boyfriend in here and sneak him into your house!”

Ha. Ha.

Well, much to my utterly delighted shock, the friend replied, “why would I want him in my house?”

Smart, smart girl.