Monday, December 25, 2006

shoot me

Gift from grandparents
the darling boys received airsoft guns. Their initial gun gift was defective and these were the backups. It is a great source of annoyance to my father that we allow them to shoot each other. I was raised with strict "no pointing a gun at a human, don't aim at it unless you're going to shoot and don't kill it unless you'll eat it" these guns break all those rules. My SIL hates guns. She married into the wrong family, but she's very gracious about it. For the record we didn't let the boys officially have any weapons until they were 12. They still made guns out of Legos and sticks. Back then at least they didn't shoot projectiles. Now sweet William has built untold numbers of Lego guns that shoot tiny Legos and other projectiles. He's the little builder that could.

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