I was browsing the toy aisle recently and I paused for a moment to check out the massive selection of Hot Wheels. I like to buy one for my son every now and again so I wanted to find the coolest car. Behind me were all of the toy guns where a very young boy was firing away with a blaze orange pistol.
The mom yanked the plastic piece from his tiny grip and said, (while glancing at me to make a connection) “I ain’t gonna git you no gun! Not ’til you know all about life an’ death (grinning at me)! Then you can go kill a dove, a deer or whatever you want (still trying to connect)! When we was young’ns, we didn’t git no gun ’til we was 8!”
…because at 8, you know all about life and death.