It should be no surprise that the highlight of my 3 year old sons trip to Williamsburg was the guns. I am a peaceful gun control type and I must say I was a bit put off by his love of the weaponry. It must be in that male blood. Anyway, you can see that he loved putting me in the stocks and running through the maze, but when the man in the saddlery let him hold his real gun, he was delighted. To up the machismo level I have added a pic of the fake tattoo he got on the way home at South of the Border.
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