I'm not proud of it, as my foolish grin would suggest; but yes, I shot that gun. I was following my brother and dad while they hunted for partridge, and there was this fallen tree, and I just had to shoot at it. I was ENCOURAGED to shoot at it. Is that so bad?
Gosh, I've had a lot of "family time" in Wisconsin over the past 9 days. It's been great.
There was the snowshoeing ...
... the wonderful Christmas dinner in Neillsville ...
... the presents ...
... Uncle Neil ...
... the shot putting bowling ... (look at that form!)
... Grandpa Duane, who is JUST SO DANG CUTE.
... little baby Cohwyn, who might EVEN BE CUTER. (it's a toss up)
... and the snow!
It was a very special Christmas for all of us. I wish it could have lasted another week.
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