Good stories. I remember at that age anything was a gun for cops and robbers, cowboys and indians, etc... Sticks, toys, you name it. The wife was a bit worried but I explained it's in our nature I guess. Not to make a big deal about it and the shooter phase would go away. (at least to some degree, haha).
Everyone remember that kid who, no matter how close you were, would ALWAYS say "you missed!?" I loved tackling that one from behind and putting my imaginary gun up to his head.
Miss this!