I took my youngest boy down to the firing range the other day. He and his friend have decided that they are going to join the shooting team at school.
I'd never been there before, so I watched the boys as they worked on their marksmanship and decided it was time for me to join the club.
I needed to spend more time out here myself.
We spent the rest of the day flying the hawks in a wide open field nearby. I was hoping to see a rabbit, but honestly, we didn't see anything.
It was just a good day with the boys.
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