I rarely post 2 days in a row, but my sister told me I had to share this story. Very telling about what it's like to live with boys.
Myles was going potty this morning, and I kept on hearing him say "pow, pow." Not really abnormal for him, but there were these long pauses in between. He'd been in there for a while so I decided to check on him.
I walk in to see him holding a tampon, and shooting it like a gun. There was lots of "ammunition" all over the bathroom.
I think I've spoken to a few of you about how boys will turn anything into a gun, but this one was over the top for me.