So yesterday, I picked Reed up at daycare and was pulled aside by his teacher, Dee. She said, "You should ask Reed what he's been building with Legos."
Me: Reed, what are you building with Legos?
Dee: What else are you building, Reed?
Dee: Reed, did you build a gun out of Legos today? And did you run around shooting your friends?
So yeah, he's building lightsabers (thanks, Alex) and guns out of Legos. And when Dee asked him if it was a gun, he said no, it's a water squirter.
So not only does he know that (a) he doesn't need to be playing guns at school, and (b) he was busted, he (c) covered himself with "watersquirters" as his excuse (we have "water guns" but in an effort to put off the "guns" discussion for as long as possible, I just called them "water squirters.").
In the car on the way home, I tried to talk to him about this and why it's bad to make guns and shoot our friends.
Me: Reed, do you know why we don't need to be building guns out of Legos?
Reed: I'm not building any more guns out of Legos.
Me: But Dee told me that you were doing that today.
Reed: Yeah, but I'm not going to do it anymore. I'm only going to build robots and spaceships and other stuff. No guns or lightsabers.
So, for now, we're on a Clone Wars hiatus, and I've hidden the two lightsabers (yes, we have two - because my husband "needs his own." And yes, I'm having another boy, so I'm sure I'll go through this and worse again in a few short years.
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