My kids are obsessed with police. Brooks has been asking since the spring for REAL metal handcuffs. Not plastic ones like kids have but police ones so he can “lock people up”.
When he had to answer the question and draw a picture of where he’d go if he could drive, he picked the police station.
If we’re out driving and he’s having a hard time getting his last buckle snapped, he’ll say “mom, don’t drive yet, I don’t want the police to take me to jail for not having my buckle on.”
My boys are constantly playing jail and bad guys. And I can’t tell you how many “things” have become police objects. Paper clips bent into little metal guns. The collar from a stuffed animal turning into cuffs.
You can imagine how excited they were the day before Halloween when I pulled out their new costumes. They had no idea I’d bought them cop outfits:
These sweet boys can arrest me any day of the week.