On many occasions both before my son was born and when he was a baby, I mused aloud about how twisted it is that we give children, frequently boys, toy guns and other toys weapons to PLAY with.
And of course, other mothers have consistently assured me that even when you shield your little boys from violence and guns etc. they will still find a way to turn normally benign items into weapons.
It’s just in their nature, they would say.
I would politely nod my head but on the inside, I was rolling my eyes at the stereotype.
Well, today I’m here to say that my son P, who just had his second birthday on Sunday, may be living up to said stereotype.
See, when on numerous occasions he has taken long stick-like objects like a toy broom or a roll of wrapping paper and gone around the house whacking everything in sight, I pshawed and continued to scoff at those moms.
When he took the padded Wacky Stick and bonked the cat, I scolded him appropriately and took it away, chalking it up to his age.
But when he playfully pointed a can of hair mousse at me this morning like it was some kind of ray gun and went “Psssssssssshhhhh! Psssssssshhhhhh!” I had to humbly concede.
Does he actually intend us harm? Of course not. Is he a mean child? Not at all. To the contrary, he’s actually a very sweet and affectionate little guy (who happens to like bonking and whacking stuff and firing mousse can ray guns.)
I can only conclude that he’s acting on his baser instincts, which apparently haven’t been tamed by evolution.
So, to all the moms I eyerolled, I apologize. You were right.
Here are some photos of my little caveman from his birthday party on Saturday. They just grow up so damn fast *sigh*