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I woke up to a Lego gun in my face- how was your Saturday morning?

So we don't own any toy guns - we have two toy weapons by my estimation. A bow with soft tipped arrows and a miniature light saber which came with a Darth Vader build a bear. Both of those weapons are currently confiscated.

My kids only watch Disney movies and PBS. And much to my dismay Paw Patrol. 

So why is it that before dinner time I have been punched in the face (by accident), shot with "chemical fire", shot with a gun constructed by legos, and also obliterated by the "fastest ship ever with super mega guns that only breaks if someone on board has to go poop."

Oh and the time I'm innocently brewing coffee in the kitchen? Out pops a little boy with a toy axe waving above his head saying "HI MOMMY!" He might as well said "HERE'S JOHNNY!!"

Man it's a rough day. 

And I'm not even going to mention all of the harm which has befallen a little sister and her baby dolls who are constantly napping and getting bottle fed (and by constantly napping I'm referring to the dolls not the sister). 

I explained to my almost four year old son when we "play fight" swords are to be swung in "pretend in the air" .... which is met by a growl and ultimately a swift wack on my body by some sort of newly constructed weapon because all the others are stashed high up in my closet. 

Let me give you some background- I grew up the eldest of three sisters. We wrestled and played outside all the time. But this is a whole new territory. I mean everyday as he approaches his 4th birthday there are more and more gun noises coming out of his mouth and imaginary battles where it's so much more fun to be the bad guy. 

Moms of boys .... what do I do? I try to play with him but always end up hurt. I know I'm a big wimp getting beat up by a 3 year old and then cowering in my kitchen with a la croix.  My husband says this is normal and Lord have mercy but I can hardly handle this growing and unchecked testosterone. 

I feel for those who have more than one boy - but maybe they can at least shoot each other??? 


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  1. Ben is the same way. I have no idea where he gets it from either but he pretends to shoot things and also makes throw up sounds and farts on me daily :( I may not make it either

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  2. Ben is the same way. I have no idea where he gets it from either but he pretends to shoot things and also makes throw up sounds and farts on me daily :( I may not make it either

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