As the Christmas season does its annual creep upon us, I’ve been wondering what to get my son for Christmas this year. When it comes to gifts, I try to buy things for the few people in my life that they will actually use and really appreciate.More emphasis on what they like/want/use compared to dollar value. I have a 6 year old son who I share custody of with his mom. We are polar opposites. I tend to be conservative,work oriented and traditional. I like to instill values,real values in my mini me. He loves to be outdoors,whether it be in the boat or sitting in the stand with me waiting on one to step out. I’ve gotten the sense lately that he’s becoming responsible enough,well, maybe “mindful” enough to move up a step on the man ladder. So, anyway, I’ve decided that my young man is old enough to earn the right to have his first BB gun. There’s going to be a lot of instruction and safety parameters to be met when he gets it, but I hope that the things I’ve taught him prior to this make for a easy learn. Guess what I’m getting to is that I’m very proud of my son and glad he’s reached this “milestone” at such a young age. Hopefully he’ll be making yall as well as me proud in the years to come as a successful and responsible sportsman. Red Rider BB gun, here we come! First one who quotes “A Christmas Story” I owe you cold beer!
We talked about guns at dinner tonight with my niece and her husband, who killed his first deer yesterday. My first gun was a pop gun, only shot air. My father took it from me when he saw me aiming at my brother. I was about 5.
He took me on the stand at a dog drive and a doe ran by. We both put our guns on the deer…he didn’t shoot and I didn’t either. He trained me right and I have excellent gun habits to this day. My first BB gun was the Daisy. My first shotgun was a Stevens .410 for Christmas when I was 8. It was electric when I opened that present. I went quail hunting that afternoon with my father and uncle and killed my first quail. The next day I went hunting (without the dogs) by myself and killed a rabbit. Your boy is lucky to have you. I was.
I think the correct quote was…you’ll “shoot” your eye out?
Any of you guy’s remember having the lever snap back on your fingers while trying to cock the bb guns, with the barrel pointed down against your foot, to make cocking easier?..OUCH!!!
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I watch it every year. It’s just as fuuny as the first time.
When my brother & I were growing up, we used to go out with Dad and shoot his 22 and his 12ga. We always asked for a bb gun for Cristmas, but Mom always said no. Then one year there were two boxes under the tree, perfect size for a Daisy bb gun. Of course, we tore into them first, thinking we had hit the jackpot. WOOD BURNING KITS!!! Do you know how hard it was to act happy? Not to say we didn’t use them, but man, talk about dissapointment.
I guess Mom would have rathered we burn the house down, instead of shooting our eyes out.
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“Oh Fudge!..but I didn’t say fudge.” It’s a Christmas tradition at or house. It plays for 24 hours on TBS, or TNT, and it stays on all of our televisions throughout the entire time. It takes a few weeks to get the “fa ra ra ra ra” out of my head!!
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I grew up with a BB gun in hand from a young age. I got a lot of use out of it when my parents weren’t home. I learned about the riccochet from first hand experience. I killed a lot of squirrels, a raccoon, and maybe a neighbor’s cat once by accident. I also busted out my fair share of neighbor’s windows and wreaked havoc on street lights. I’ve got a BB in my chest from when I was about 9-10. I think I was shooting fiddlers at the boat ramp when that happened. Oh yeah, and BB gun wars with other friends was fun too. Honestly, I am lucky that I still have 2 eyes.
I will NEVER buy my kid a BB gun. Kids will be kids no matter how much you teach them. I plan on teaching them gun safety at the shooting range with a 22 or something and in the woods.
It was “good for nothing but trouble,” I was told.
At friends’ houses, I’d eagerly use theirs of course…
I understood my parents later when a friend of mine had a tooth shot “out” during a BB gun war that I happened to not be involved in that day. A kid got ambushed on a bridge that went across a creek (I’m sure it was epic and everything), but the kid’s parents were not pleased with the other kids’ parents, etc. for what went down. The kids never really hung out again after that…
I also had a friend that I grew up hunting with who died when a pellet came off something in the woods and went into his neck. By the time help got there, he’d bled to death.
I know accidents happen, but in my mind there’s a difference between play guns and “real” guns that kids respect differently. The lesson should always be that any gun can hurt people- even a pellet or BB gun!
The airsoft guns they have now are cool for teaching basic stuff to young kids, and they have enough power to put eyes out and all still. I’d maybe look at one of them for target and safety lessons to cut down on the danger. Kids like to have fun, and things get carried away pretty easily sometimes. The last thing a kid thinks about is how their friends’ mom was throwing dirt onto herself screaming and wallowing in grief over her kid who was just hurt from an accident in the woods… that was one of the worst things I have ever seen. Point made to me wasn’t that my friend was doing stuff that was wrong- it was just that we had no idea or second thought to that gun being able to do what it did.
Got my first shotgun for Christmas when I was about 11 or 12- a 20 gauge. Then another shotgun a few years later- a 12 gauge. Finally I got a high powered rifle when I was about 15 I think. It wasn’t that I couldn’t shoot certain guns- it was the having “my own” aspect, which meant I was trusted to do whatever I chose to do with it.
For the same reasons I never was allowed to have a
I got my daughter the lady pink red ryder. I forgot just how inaccurate they are. She was super disappointed in herself. It is half way close at 5 yard take it out to 10 and you’ll have so many strays it is pathetic.
My son had no problem with one for his first “gun” but my daughter is a perfectionist and no matter what you do the red ryder is no precision tool. A wrist rocket is better.
just my .02.
and on the BB gun wars that’s how my crossman got smashed across a tree by dad.
This country needs more bb guns and fewer cell phones, TVs, and i pads. Rotting your brain with useless garbage is way more harmfull than losing an eye.
