I cannot believe it's Tuesday already. I was hoping to blog daily, or at least every other day. Maybe one day.
So last night at dinner Zachary asked me "Do you like guns, mommy?" That's a hard one to answer, don't you think? So I probe. "Marshall likes guns." That's one of his friends at school. "John
really likes guns a lot and shoots them all the time." John is his on again/off again friend at school. Oh boy. So I start talking about how Uncle Kurt uses a gun when he hunts (although Kurt mostly hunts with a bow & arrow). Our discussion found it's natural conclusion, but I was left wondering if I handled that correctly. How do you explain to a 4 year old about guns and gun safety? Isn't it too early for this? I know boys used to play cowboys and indians all the time. Ryan and Kurt played with toy guns when they were Zachary's age, but that was before Columbine. I would truly like to preserve his innocence on the topic a bit longer.
On a lighter note, Zachary's school had their Thanksgiving feast today. He was an Indian (again). I asked if any pilgrims were there, he said no. The poor pilgrims are vastly underrepresented.

Zachary's Indian name this year is Running Antelope. He was so proud of his headdress. He's even got his war paint on!
This is last year's Indian outfit:
Last year his Indian name was Thunderbird. Last year when he got in the car after school we headed to my Mother's house in Alabama. His headdress was still wet with glue and he got glitter all over my car and in his hair. This year the teachers were more organized!
My other darling, Evan, is growing so fast. He's not a little baby anymore. He's wearing size 6-9 months now! At his 4 month checkup last week he was 16 pounds! He's in the 95th percentile for height and 50th for weight. He's going to be tall like his Daddy, Uncle, and big brother. He's got TWO teeth about to cut through. Poor little guy has been miserable at times, but he's handling it pretty well. Thank God for Tylenol! I started him on a couple of spoons full of rice cereal per the pediatrician. He wasn't too sure about it at first, but last night he seemed to be warming up to it.
Speaking of the little guy, he's stirring from his afternoon nap. It's time to feed him and then my boys and I go outside. Zachary rides his bike while Evan rides in the stroller and we all get some fresh air and exercise. Zachary will be looking for the other kids in the neighborhood to play with. I guess we'll find out who else likes guns!