When he drops the "suckie thing" and "bankie" for those magazines, then you'll know.
Originally Posted by limatunes
Isn't it simple? What a concept. Something isn't evil or dangerous, so Mom and Dad keep one or two of them around the house. You grow up seeing it used as a simple tool, one that can effectively cover "play time" (on the range) and "pray time" (against intruders) with equal flexibility. You grow up seeing that Mom and Dad treat it with respect due a dangerous tool, but not with drooling, fanatical passion. As is appropriate with a radial arm saw, or a defensive sidearm, or similar. He'll learn it's just one more useful thing about the house that a wise and skilled person can use to advantage when necessary. Which is all it is. Kudos!
I think it's great to see him get comfortable with the image of a firearm. Of course we will teach him proper handling and safety but he sees firearms on me and on his father and he will grow up knowing that firearms are not dangerous or evil.
Yeah. Pretty soon, he'll be askin' for the car keys, headin' out to take a lovely girl to a fine restaurant where they can chatter about the future. That's only just around the corner. Too fast. All of it goes by too fast. Savor every moment. If you're able, teach him to do the same, 'cause you head down this path only once.
Which reminds me of some favorite Robert Frost lines, as the man obviously knew the import of such things, in his own life:
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.