A couple of days after the Cape Canaveral trip my cough seemed to get worse. Let’s just say, I was not fun to be around. So on Monday of last week I graciously allowed my husband to take our 3 children to the shooting range while I sat home alone in a quiet, peaceful home. Did I mention it was quiet? Yeah, it was so sacrificial of me to stay behind but I couldn’t be hacking up a lung while shooting a gun now could I? That could be dangerous. You know what I mean?
How they managed to have fun without me, I have no idea. But it looks to me like they did.
Dad, giving the boys a lesson on gun safety. Respect the gun.
Letting them have a feel for it.
Then they were able to shoot something a little more their speed.
Stay tuned for reason #3 of why I believe I should be Mother of the Year! *wink*
Have a fantabulous day my friends!