"Daddy, if you are working on your shooting thing and then you are trying to fix it do you think it can go shooting and get you killed?"So we talked for a while about what those shooting things are (guns!), how they are not just for "fun" (at least not yet), and I veered my dear husband away from talking about shooting people for fun (a la bb guns and paint balling) so as not to confuse the dear children.
They know they are never allowed to touch -- without permission -- what they may see around (which isn't so much any more, if you were reading my blog about a year ago you know it was gun crazy at our house); we talked about how some kids don't follow the no-touching rule and they have either killed other people or killed themselves even on accident. It was a really great conversation; of course, at least we thought it was. And it ended nicely on this note, as again, something only an almost-four-year-old could say:
"Daddy, when you were little did you get killed once?"Maybe the conversation didn't go quite as well as we thought. Oh well. It's a process.