Luke, who is four, received his first Nerf gun from Santa this year. He quickly learned how to load it all by himself and rack the slide. We are now all immune to the slight sting of a suction dart smacking us somewhere on our bodies. After the morning festivities, HF was just out of the shower wearing a towel. He was confronted by Luke, wielding a nerf gun.
HF: Don't do it man. If you shoot me, I'll shoot you back!
Luke: (face going from a giant grin to concern) With your real gun?
HF: (laughing and then serious) Uh, no. Not with my real gun. With the other nerf gun you got. (He got two).
Luke: (smile returning) Oh! Okay!
Only in an LEO household would we find this hilarious. We of course clarified when and how daddy's gun would be used, and then simply let it go.
Also, that robot claw seen in the above picture? Luke put it to use immediately as "Reggie the Wedgie Robot" and began chasing us around the house in an attempt to give us wedgies. That little toy has quite a grip! We sort of hoped that he would just use it to pick up his toys or something. Four year old boys are fun. And HF says he and I are the most alike. . .
In other news, I may have picked up a bad habit or two from my mother-in-law's visit. Slapping HF across the shoulder or chest when he's being a pest. We even did it at the same time while he was sandwiched between us on the couch, me slapping one shoulder, and she the other. I'm going to miss that lady.