A friend of the boy bought him nerf guns for his birthday.
I wasn’t thrilled with the guns until I remembered playing “cowboys and indians” with my friend when I was small. I always had the gun, she always had the bow and arrow. And on the upside, the littles only shot me “on accident” about 60 times today.
Even better – I’m loving the protective glasses that come with them. The littles look like Bono – tee hee!