Halloween kind of snuck up on us this year. The Boy insisted that he wanted to be a ninja, then he wanted to the Insane psycho killed with a hockeystick and chainsaw from Total Drama Island. So we took him to the costume place where within two nano seconds he decided Indianna Jones was where it was at. Whip... and yes a pistols. How else is going to shoot the guy with the sword. Because it's Halloween and The Man is ok with it. (He gave a very Harrison Ford type shrug.
I mentioned to the child that perhaps, everyone would want to be Indianna Jones. Make he wanted to be something different like Wisconsin William. Then the man shouted 'New Mexico Mike.' So Mike wears a sombrero and a poncho -- and like indy carries a while, a knife and a pistol. Me, I'm a pacifist and I'm raising one... alas.