I call him awesome.
He doesn't normally walk around wearing shooting ear muffs.
I'll explain later.
He lives 750 miles away.
He and his equally awesome wife came to visit this past weekend.
And when I DID see them a year ago, my little kiddo was sick and miserable.
Double ear infections.
Don't remind me.
This time was different.
And yes, just in case you're curious, that last picture is what she considers to be a smile. This is the face she makes, without fail, EVERY time you ask her to smile. I can't wait til her grade school pictures when they take all the kids' photos one by one. I imagine it going something like this:
Photo guy: Ok, little miss cute-pie, give me a big smile!!
She will smile her biggest smile. Just like she does whenever we ask. Just like she did in the picture above.
Photo guy: Oh! Wow! Ok.. well, a little less then... if you could just smile a little less.
I love that kid.
And my bro.
He's my favorite big brother.
He's my ONLY big brother, but he's still my favorite one.
Meet his wife. A.k.a. one of my favorite sister-in-laws:
And she may not want you guessing.
My point being that she's beautiful.
And my kiddo loves her.
Which may or may not have been Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and the ABCs.
All that being said, it was quite enjoyable having them here.
And since my mom and step dad live out in the middle of Nowhere, America, shooting ear muffs can come in handy.
You didn't forget about this picture already, did you?
Thus began an afternoon of target shooting.
Is that what it's called?
Or is it shooting at a target?
Or is it boys being boys?
Ah yes, that must be it.
Here are the steps:
First - set up the target area.
Second - put on shooting ear muffs. Ahhhhhh, now the picture makes sense, yes?
Third - aim and shoot.
Fourth - Get awesome shot of bullet exiting rifle.
Fourth step = COMPLETED.
Fifth - Check the results. And if applicable...
Sixth - Look at bugs.
Seventh - Pose for a photo with dear old mom.
Eighth -Travel to a place that is more populated than the middle of Nowhere, America and get lunch.
And little miss cutie-pie, would you like some dessert?