One weekend this past summer we went to a firing range while Claire was at camp. This is one of those things that I enjoy but not sure why. This was only my second time and I loved it. I got a bulls eye my first shot! Boys loved it too. That same weekend we headed to a small county fair and enjoyed riding familiar rides and eating not so healthy food.
Funny story from the fair. I really wanted to ride the swings with the kids, but I had flip flops on which weren't allowed. So my kind husband let me wear his tennis shoes while I rode and he shoved his feet in my flip flops. This mortified Carter. Not me with huge men's tennis shoes on, but Allen with my flip flops. He kept saying, "Dad, stop. Oh my gosh dad, take those off! I can't stay by you, this is so embarrassing."It was so funny! We decided that this was the first time Carter has been embarrassed by one of his parents. Which is funny that this is what he chooses to be embarrassed by. He is our teenager who still hugs and kisses Allen and I in front of friends, who still tells me he loves me as I drop him off at high school along with two other boys, who doesn't mind me loving on him or Allen putting his arm around him. All that is fine, but don't you dare wear women's flip flops! He cracks me up.
| taking a break and watching motorcycle tricks |
| She won a fish on her first try! It was dead by morning. |












