You know how boys turn everything they touch into a gun?
It's also about the many things we worry about as parents, and the things society worries about (as opposed to the things it should actually do something about). You can go herehttp://www.brainchildmag.com/2016/03/fiction-boy-trouble/ to read the rest, if you'd like. And let me know what you think!This story begins with a Pop-Tart. No, not a Pop-Tart, but, as you explained to the teacher, the principal, the deputy sheriff, the sheriff, and two muzzle-faced State Troopers, an organic toaster pastry with whole-grain crust and all-natural, no-sugar-added, real-fruit filling. Definitely not a Pop-Tart. Perhaps the story does not begin there anyway. It could have started six years earlier, with a pair of Duplo-sized Lego blocks, on the day one square Duplo, attached to the bottom of one rectangular Duplo, was clasped in the dimpled hand of your sweet babe and pointed at you with an accompanying, “Blam-blam!”