{"id":3674,"date":"2010-07-13T10:25:07","date_gmt":"2010-07-13T15:25:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/?p=3674"},"modified":"2025-04-30T13:13:55","modified_gmt":"2025-04-30T17:13:55","slug":"film-makers","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/2010\/07\/13\/film-makers\/","title":{"rendered":"Film Makers"},"content":{"rendered":"

My boys have gotten so into making movies lately.<\/p>\n

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And they usually involve lots of weapons and such.\u00a0 Don’t judge.<\/p>\n

I too started off as a no gun mom, not even squirt guns.\u00a0 For those of you that can stick to that policy as your boys grow up, more power to you.\u00a0 My boys simply made guns out of legos, tinker toys, and even when desperate their lunch (pita bread).<\/p>\n

So eventually we relaxed our policy, which is a good thing seeing that all of their friends play with them too.\u00a0 Especially Cole’s friends.\u00a0 We are well stocked on Nerf guns these days, and yes they shoot each other.\u00a0 In fact Cole’s friends often shoot me too.\u00a0 I’ve learned to have fast reflexes.<\/p>\n

I guess we all have our limits.\u00a0 We don’t harm animals (with hunting or sling shots) but allow them to shoot foam bullets at each other.\u00a0 Every family is different.<\/p>\n

\"20100708-IMG_9859\"<\/a> I love it when all the boys play together.\u00a0 It doesn’t happen very often.\u00a0 And the latest movie isn’t set at my house, it’s set at one of Austin’s friends houses, but it started here.<\/p>\n

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The director is a crack-up<\/p>\n

\"20100708-IMG_9863\"<\/a> And ordered me off the set<\/p>\n

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The sunglasses…..so funny<\/p>\n

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And the girl watched from the front door<\/p>\n

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She wanted out<\/p>\n

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Proof that I exist<\/p>\n

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And the shot that made me happy I made the effort to pull the camera out<\/p>\n

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My boys have gotten so into making movies lately. And they usually involve lots of weapons and such.\u00a0 Don’t judge. I too started off as a no gun mom, not even squirt guns.\u00a0 For those of you that can stick to that policy as your boys grow up, more power to you.\u00a0 My boys simply made guns out of legos, tinker toys, and even when desperate their lunch (pita bread). So eventually we relaxed our policy, which is a good thing seeing that all of their friends play with them too.\u00a0 Especially Cole’s friends.\u00a0 We are well stocked on Nerf guns these days, and yes they shoot each other.\u00a0 In fact Cole’s friends often shoot me too.\u00a0 I’ve learned to have fast reflexes. I guess we all have our limits.\u00a0 We don’t harm animals (with hunting or sling shots) but allow them to shoot foam bullets at each other.\u00a0 Every family is different. I love it when all the boys play together.\u00a0 It doesn’t happen very often.\u00a0 And the latest movie isn’t set at my house, it’s set at one of Austin’s friends houses, but it started here. The director is a crack-up And ordered me off the set The sunglasses…..so funny And the girl watched from the front door She wanted out Proof that I exist And the shot that made me happy I made the effort to pull the camera out<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[8,13],"tags":[73,268],"class_list":["post-3674","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-family","category-life","tag-austin-blake-cole","tag-film"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3674","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3674"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3674\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":21225,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3674\/revisions\/21225"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3674"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3674"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.elisalou.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3674"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}