(and my apologies for the multiple posts earlier - Blogger has been really misbehaving)
Frank ran into the house filled with excitement. (It's 50 degrees and sunny today, so they spent a nice afternoon outside carving pumpkins).
"Daddy's got a gun!"
"Daddy's got a gun!"
I must have looked a little stunned, because he turned back after a moment to reassure me.
"He's a good guy!"
What daddy in fact had was a caulking gun to fix the roof.
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