I’ll admit I’m one of those over-the-top people when it comes to guns. I think they suck and should all be outlawed and that people should pick fights with daisies instead. Before my son was born I was all about banning toy guns – and even removing the word “gun” – from the household. Reality sunk in about a year ago, when Truman held up his half-eaten grilled cheese sandwich and said, “Look Mommy, I made a gun!”
I tried to downplay the whole playing-with-guns thing as much as possible, using words like “water shooter” for “water gun,” but even Rick …read more

In light of the problems in our neighborhood, my husband brought up the subject of gun ownership. Guns make me nervous petrified, when I think about them being in our residence. When it comes to owning, operating and storage protocol, I will readily admit that I’m in the dark. I’ve never had to ponder the idea of having a gun in our house. We’ve never felt threatened enough to make it an issue.
 After moving to our current neighborhood, we realized the dangers of buying a brand new home. We had no idea who our neighbors would be. Since we purchased a cheaper …read more