Yup, was an awesome good time for this old man, Jeremy n the twins n Allysa went out n tried out the 22 of his, my dad's 38, and my new 357 ... almost 8 years old and already able to heft a 40oz pistol, steady it enough to aim, and HIT a tin can probably 15--20 yards out.
Both boys were all over taking their turns and both weren't that far off. Allysa chose to stick with the BB gun and did her own thing, as we burned some powder and got acquainted with the guns.
Yesterday we did manage to get he Boston Whaler running, so after wasting time finding out lake Whitney is all dried out this time of year and running down to box Butte, we go in, found water deep enough to be clear of moss etc and the kids dove, jumped etc off the boat to their hearts content... These are how memories are made.
Now I'm suffering with this humidity (60+%) which almost paralyzes me and this leg that decided to swell have put a damper on my ability to do much. tonight I just took some pain pills and upped my prednisone again .... sorry hon, but I just can't go stay in bed and stretch it out. Having Father out is really good for him and me too I think, he needs a place he can just sorta hang out and I enjoy his company and knowledge a lot. He's got this thing about guns, guess because no one has onewhere he lives, everyone is paranoid when they see one. Even the police only have sticks....only the Army has guns in India.
He wants to go shooting....lol so I need to get off my lazy hurt butt and go reload some shells. He understands how they're a part of American culture, but along with a lot of the world, he also shares the fears of guns. I figure a day on the range and he'll see it's just a tool and it's the nut with the tool that might need looked after, not the tool.
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