Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Annie, Get Your Freakin' Gun Already

Ian is not usually a chatterbox. Except for today. He was rolling like a hippodrome broadcaster calling the lead horse from the minute we left our front door until we got to school. And like any self-respecting, spaced-out Mom... I was spaced out. OK, I'm trying to remember what he said. It was something like this:

"Blah blah blah blah shooter blah blah guns can shoot at the man blah blah and they have shooters blah blah blah shooters are huge but blah blah bigger than guns blah blah. Oh! And blah shooters are like THIS HUGE blah blah blah."

Now, at the risk of revealing my politics, I will tell you that I am not pro-gun in any way (because I actually don't care about revealing my politics). I don't see the point of being pro-gun with a four-year-old, do you? But he is gaga over them. Pow pow! Blam! Bang! Shoot-em-up!

I went to buy him pajamas at Sears recently and couldn't find any that weren't plastered with weaponry, the weaponry carried by scary looking robotic beings that can transform into lawnmowers or circular saws or whatever.

And my husband knows I could throw him under the bus by talking about the Iron Man and Hellboy comics he has lying around within reach of the little ones, but I wouldn't do that. The only thing cooler for me than the guns blazing from every page is the marshmallow cleavage popping out of every superwoman's shirt. Are they serious with that?

Am I just out of touch? Is this a normal stage of development for any little boy, this fascination with wrecking stuff and shooting things? Will it pass or do I need to take up arms myself and bar the door? Will my husband ever talk to me again after that comment in the last paragraph?

Please, if you're a man reading this, help me understand this penchant for violence. Please reassure me that my kid will be as likely as the next one to turn out normal. Because if you don't, I just might have to resort to drastic censorship from their clothes right down to their toothpaste. And I don't think my politics could take things that far.

3 comments:

  1. Want a lover not a triggerman? Hook him on the marshmallow cleavage and he'll forget about the heat. It's just common sense really...and it worked for me.

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  2. Actually testosterone -> guns AND cleavage!

    Seriously, they are wired this way. If you take away the toy guns, they'll make guns out of lincoln logs and legos. Teach 'em to be polite, respectful and responsible (which you're already doing a GREAT job at!). The they'll be able to deal with guns & cleavage.

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  3. I hate to report this, but it all sounds very normal to me. He's only 4!!!

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