Legoless

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My nephew has this habit of cocking his head to one side when he’s considering something and drawling out a prolonged, “welllll” which sounds so adult it makes me laugh but is still so effective I feel schooled when he does it.  He pulled it on me tonight after a relatively lengthy conversation we had about guns, which came about because he wanted to make guns out of his Legos to get “the bad guys.”

So we talked about what a “bad guy” might be and how guns actually hurt people and blah blah blah blah.  I should state for the record that I don’t categorically have a problem with him “playing guns” because I believe pretty absolutely that playtime is sacred and a myriad of things get worked out doing it so it should be interfered with as little as possible.  But I do want him to be aware of the context for things and to make distinctions between play and reality whenever possible.  And “playing guns” is a bit of an oxymoron in my book, so it’s one of those things that deserves a bit of exploration.

So ANYWAY, we’re having a bit of a back and forth about this when he says, “Auntie, will you help me shoot the bad guys?” To which I responded, still feeling a little uncomfortable with the conversation, “honey, I don’t like playing with guns.”

At which point he cocked his head to the side and said, “wellll, these are legos, we’re just pretending they’re guns.”

HAHAHAHA.  Point, set, and match.  This kid.  Honestly.