I spent the weekend pretending to study while achieving a new level of performance in Civilization 5. Then, in one of the brief moments of actual study, my 3-year-old son comes into my office and announces he wants a rocket.
Being the attentive parent, I said, “Okay.”
Then I processed what I just did. I agreed to let a 3-year-old have gainful control over a cylinder of compressed explosives and launch a missile. Time to set the Civ Pro down and pick up the torts notes.
I started reading to him about the exciting subject of res ipsa. And he interrupts me to say he wanted a flying saucer.
Great, I’m saved. I don’t have to give a 3-year-old the launch control to a tube of compressed gunpowder, I think. And exhale.
Then he says, “Daddy, where my rocket?”
This morning before class we went to buy a model rocket.
In the checkout line, he announces, “We going to shoot rocket at church.”
“That’s right,” I said to him, hoping the cashier wouldn’t call the cops. “We’re going to launch the rocket after church.”
What exactly is the legal liability of a 3-year-old launching a missile at a church? What would our pastor say?
For now, my son is giddy waiting for the moment he gets to launch the rocket, which will not be at the church. I apparently need to spend more time with my torts reading for agreeing to this.
res ipsa loquitur