I’m kind of jumping around here, time-wise. I hope you’ll bear with me, haha.
My dad bought the boys these GORGEOUS handmade 410 shotguns while he was deployed to Turkey after 9/11.
He keeps them locked up in the gun safe at his house, and we bring them out from time to time while we
are up there visiting. I love that my dad does things like this with my boys {not necessarily the gun part,
I don’t actually care much for guns, but the togetherness part}. It’s stuff like this that they will always remember.
The little things, like shooting Pepsi cans into obliteration with their Papaw Bob.

Kaitlyn, however, apparently shares my feelings about guns. And loud noises at all, for that matter.

xoxo,
jess