This is the first thing Nate did when we got to Colorado. He loved watching the boys shoot. Again, I am so grateful that everyone played so well together. These boys never told him he was too little, and they were careful to watch out for him too. Some of the "big" boys (Preston and JJ) did some shooting too, but I never took pictures of that. Preston let Nate shoot his 22 the other day and Nate even hit the popcan. He is growing up so fast. All of these boys are growing up too fast.
This is what the "little boys" spent a lot of time doing. Last year Grandma LouAnn gave them each a hammer with their name on it. They have hammered many a nail since then. They were very proud of this
HUGE nail they extracted. They worked very hard. They also broke apart the old outhouse after it was thrown into their wood pile. They keep talking about taking the wood up sea shell hill and building a fort, but right now I think they like taking things apart more than building things, but we will see what the years will bring.
These are random pitcures that Ry took. She probably took 30 pictures but these are the ones that turned out ok. She loves playing with the camera. I love the one of Trey with his big blue eyes. You can even see his tooth if you look closely. I love the picture of her toes, too. Anyway maybe one day she will be the next Ansel Adams or something.
A few of my favorite things. Enough said.
This is the coyote that Preston shot as we were leaving to come home. Ry had been "looking for him a coyte(you would have to hear her pronunciation) to shoot" the whole time we were there. Nate actually spotted one ten minutes before we saw this one, but Preston was never able to get a shot at it. Then we come around the corner and well "BOOM." Ry took the picture with it, but she kept telling us she was a little bit scared of it. When Ry would tell the story she would state, "We saw two coytes, and my dad shot one but he missed the first one." Preston would quickly argue that he did not miss the first one, he just never shot at it. I told him that she had told her story to a few people and he was very concerned whether or not I had clarified that he had not shot at the first. I loved listening to Preston trying to make Ry understand that and her going right back to saying he had missed it. Too funny.
This is the first thing Nate did when we got to Colorado. He loved watching the boys shoot. Again, I am so grateful that everyone played so well together. These boys never told him he was too little, and they were careful to watch out for him too. Some of the "big" boys (Preston and JJ) did some shooting too, but I never took pictures of that. Preston let Nate shoot his 22 the other day and Nate even hit the popcan. He is growing up so fast. All of these boys are growing up too fast.
This is what the "little boys" spent a lot of time doing. Last year Grandma LouAnn gave them each a hammer with their name on it. They have hammered many a nail since then. They were very proud of this HUGE nail they extracted. They worked very hard. They also broke apart the old outhouse after it was thrown into their wood pile. They keep talking about taking the wood up sea shell hill and building a fort, but right now I think they like taking things apart more than building things, but we will see what the years will bring. 
These are random pitcures that Ry took. She probably took 30 pictures but these are the ones that turned out ok. She loves playing with the camera. I love the one of Trey with his big blue eyes. You can even see his tooth if you look closely. I love the picture of her toes, too. Anyway maybe one day she will be the next Ansel Adams or something. 
A few of my favorite things. Enough said.
This is the coyote that Preston shot as we were leaving to come home. Ry had been "looking for him a coyte(you would have to hear her pronunciation) to shoot" the whole time we were there. Nate actually spotted one ten minutes before we saw this one, but Preston was never able to get a shot at it. Then we come around the corner and well "BOOM." Ry took the picture with it, but she kept telling us she was a little bit scared of it. When Ry would tell the story she would state, "We saw two coytes, and my dad shot one but he missed the first one." Preston would quickly argue that he did not miss the first one, he just never shot at it. I told him that she had told her story to a few people and he was very concerned whether or not I had clarified that he had not shot at the first. I loved listening to Preston trying to make Ry understand that and her going right back to saying he had missed it. Too funny.
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