A couple of weeks ago, I took the boys with me to buy some flowers for their aunt's birthday. As we walked from the floral department to the front of Sam's Club, I silently admired how Christopher was carrying the wrapped bouquet so carefully, like such a big kid.
About two seconds later, he had lifted the bouquet on his shoulder and announced, "It's a flower gun!" Without missing a beat, Will chimed in, "Fire!" They spent the rest of the time in Sam's with Will pointing out targets, and Christopher taking them down. Oh, well.
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