Yes, I shot my husband but it was all in fun! The boys bought themselves some of those toy air guns, you know the ones that shoot little tiny balls, they look like b.b.'s but they are plastic, not metal. Anyway, they had a blast (pun intended) running around the yard shooting eachother. A part of me wonders if it's ok for them to play like that and the other part of me says, why not, it's fun. No different really than cowboys and indians, cops and robbers, laser tag, paintball battles or water-gun wars. I'm not convinced that the "bad guys" of the world turned out that way because they played these games when they were growing up. But that's just me.
Anyway, after watching the boys play for a while, I wanted to play. So each one of them let me shoot them but just to be fair, I let them shoot me too. The ammo wasn't too bad, gives you a little welt, nothing too painful.
Ok so all of a sudden I got a great idea! Sneek up on Sparky and get him! So I crept into the house, ducked down behind the couch then jumped up and let him have it!!!! It was great cuz he didn't have a shirt on! I got him about 5 times before he could get out of the chair and chase me outside and get himself a gun! The boys got a kick outta watching us act like little kids again cuz you know we're old and never do fun stuff...Oh to be a kid again...
- ▼ August (13)