Camouflage...

Now that we have Leo mostly moved into his new bedroom, it's time for Owen to make the move into Leo's old room.  I asked him if he wanted to paint his new room and he eagerly agreed.  I asked him what color.....and it turns out he wants to paint it like camouflage and then paint a gun on the wall. 

I. KID. YOU. NOT. 

Remember how I decided not to get over the top about him playing with guns....blah, blah, blah?  Thinking that if I said he couldn't it would just make them more desirable?  Sigh.  It's that damn Indiana Jones that broke through our ranks with his gun.... 

When we were traveling a couple of weekends ago we stopped at a gas station for a fill up and snacks and Owen begged and begged me to buy him the baseball cap that was camouflage patterned WITH A DEER EMBROIDERED ON IT.  Now I don't oppose hunting when people eat what they kill---hell, I eat meat so I can't very well----but that doesn't mean I want Owen parading around in camouflage with a deer on his hat.  geesh.....

oh, and when I was taking pictures of old signs on our Route 66 weekend?  He asked me if I could take a picture of this one: