Look out NRA...

The oldest gal has gotten her first gun safety and shooting lesson. We at the Spohr home think a gun is ALWAYS a weapon and never a toy. We don't have play guns, and water guns are water shooters. So after a few weeks of practice in the responcibility department, she has been upgraded to "Able to shoot a gun" with her other resposibilities.
This is a Crickit, a small single shot .22 rifle. I am very pleased at the size of it. It is a little big for her but we agree that a bit oversized makes it more to respectable. My first experience with a gun was like that, although I am pretty sure it was a much heavier gun or a shotgun, I don't remember. I just know I understood the power of a gun after that.
She did great for her first shot, it was about 5" away from the center at about 10 oclock. The next was about 6" low at 6 oclock.
Maybe she will have an interest in competative shooting, maybe not, but she will hopefully have a healthy respect for a gun.

My new workout

It's a workout because my tummy is hurting after watching...




Thanks Godtube.com!

Who knew?

Here at the Spohr house we love "hand me down", recycled, almost new, rehomed, gently worn... clothes.
Case in point: this past week Nana brought over a little bag with a few clothes from my sister-i-l. They are always a big hit because the older cousins wore them and well we think they are so cool. This little bag of clothes held treasure never before seen. Treasure the likes of which had not even been thought of... HOUSECOATS! I know you are thinking... "WOW, housecoats now that is treasure! Where can I get one of those? Where is mine? How blessed you are!" And many other fantastic jubilatious thoughts such as these. If you are 6 and 4 these are your thoughts! The girls acquired their new found treasures and immediately put them to use. Never mind that they were already dressed for the day. Since they were such great treasures of lands far away. They were donned everyday since... even during the heat wave of the past days.
Thank you so much Aunt Dana!