I'd worry about it too much, it would only take one mistake.
I'm curious how I will feel once we have children in the house old enough to move around. Thinking about it, we have a lot of dangerous shit around here - guns, knives, pellet guns, etc. (Guess whose toys those are?)
I know we will get a gun safe in the next year because I do worry about the one mistake. On the other hand, I strongly suspect it will be DH who teaches our kids about guns at a fairly young age. Probably a watermelon will be involved. We are safe and I trust DH completely. I don't trust the rest of the world, though and we can't control every place our children will be. I want my daughter/son to be the one who says "I already *know* guns are dangerous" when one of their friends shows them "something cool" they found under their parents bed.
::makes note in Gud's file::
Must to renting for the childrens. And you.
t weeps for Gudanov
I can understand the desire to not have a gun in the house, particularly with a child.
Must to renting for the childrens. And you.
I want to see it, there is often a very long time period being movies I want to see appearing and actually seeing the movie in question.
You haven't seen The Incredibles, have you?
But in my plan you are
jet-engineless
(just in case that counts as an Incredibles spoiler)
Susan, I grew up with a bunch of guns, too, so it doesn't seem strange to me. My dad had a bunch of shotguns, my mom had one antique rifle, and they had a handgun. The hunting guns were locked in a cabinet while the shells were locked in a metal box in my dad's closet.
The handgun? I had no idea where that was until I was 19 and staying home for 2 weeks alone while my parents went on a vacation. Turns out, they kept it in my dad's sock drawer. Loaded. They did keep the first 2 chambers empty, so you have to fire 3 times before bullets come out.
Interestingly, a cop gave the handgun to my mom when she went to the police station to register our dogs. She was verra pregnant and had 4 other kids in tow. The cop found out that my dad travelled a lot for work and he gave it to her for protection when she is home alone. The gun was evidence from a case that had gone to trial already. The serial number is shaved off of it.
A cop once let me hold his gun.
While he was on duty.
I was 16.
Dumbass.
A cop once let me hold his gun.
While he was on duty.
I was 9.
MONDO
dumbass.
He was a dumbass.
The cop who gave my mom the gun did take her to their shooting range and teach her to use it.
Oh, my parents never let us touch the guns. Didn't teach us to shoot, nothing. It was a Serious Thing to leave them alone. I'm scared to think what would have happened if we touched them.
I was 9.
Always gotta one up, dontcha?? Huh, huh?? *w*