LION HUNT
I don't know where he got the idea, but today Jared began searching the house for lions. He recruited Zach, who followed along completely oblivious to what he was doing. They looked behind furniture, under beds, etc. Then suddenly Jared would say, "I found the lions!" and make some awful sound. When I asked what he was doing, he said he was looking for lions, to kill them.
Yikes. I'm a little bit morally opposed to sport hunting. Okay, a lot bit opposed. I don't want my son to think that it's okay to kill things for fun. So I talked to him about how we shouldn't kill animals unless they're about to hurt us.
He said, "Oh, yeah, mom. These lions are about to eat us up! I'm protecting you."
"Oh," I said. Still not satisfied, I suggested the photo safari approach.
"Maybe you could find the lions and take pictures of them instead."
"YEAH! That's a good idea! I'll take pictures of the dead lions!"

Not exactly what I was going for...