I make peace with it every day. It looks scary and wrong. It is not the cute lovey that is so easy to love. It is his own exploration of power and strength, life and death. It is his raw real self that is so easy to love when I see that it is always still my lovey there, behind that harmless water pistol.
He tells me, "Mama, I love you even when I play fight. I love you even when I pretend kill."
2 comments:
i think its crazy how kids are so facinated with guns. my dad would never allow them in the house, so everything was a weapon to me...same with my little brother, he's out of it now though, at the age of eight, lol. moved onto sport. these photos are gorgeous!
what a beautiful little soul he is, love the 2nd shot... he has such an intensity running through his veins it's a joy to see him at play via your blog :)
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