What did you want?

3:27pm

May 16, 2011

Tornado E asked for a gun.

What the hell?

***

We were driving home from my parents’ house, and Tornado E was investigating Tornado S’s new squirt gun from The Friendly Giant, aka the favorite uncle, for Tornado S’s birthday.

Tornado E: Mommy, I think you can give me a gun.

Me: Um, ok.

Tornado E: I want a gun.  A real one.  Because they’re easy to use.  You just put in the bullets and pull the trigger.  Can you get me one for my birthday?

What are they teaching you in that school?  First you want a cell phone, and now you want a gun.

 Um, hell no.

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5 Responses to “What did you want?”

  1. d, the undomestic housewife Says:

    I’d probably offer him the cellphone in exchange for a promise to never own a gun..

    I had a friend whose remedy for that question was to take her son to see a jail and a morgue – and explain that can be the consequences of having guns.. But, he was older than Evan.

    And anyways, I’m sure it’s just a phase Evan’s going through.. 🙂

  2. jc Says:

    OK, Evan is NOT the voice of reason.

  3. Karyn @ kloppenmum Says:

    It’s genetic, I swear. Damned testosterone.

  4. Ink Says:

    Which makes me think of that Simpsons moment with the drawing of “a robot with guns for arms shooting a plane made out of guns that fires guns”…

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