And THEN. . .

 After we finished our game on Opening Day, we headed home to get Jonathan and load up for our next event.  This spring, Brent and I realized our family has entered the Busy Years.  We had multiple Saturdays with multiple events going on, some at the very same time.  Fortunately, our game was early enough that we didn't miss the rest of the day's fun. 

Our Sunday School class gathered at a family homplace over in Clarksville for a fun evening.  We enjoyed touring the house, which was built in the early 1930s.  The kids had an egg hunt and a scavenger hunt.  We somehow coraled all the kids and got a good photo with the house in the background.  

But the biggest deal of the day was that Andrew and Coleman got to shoot real guns for the first time ever.  Several couples in our class enjoy shooting and so they had brought their guns and ammunition and ear protection, and shared with everyone.  We knew the dads would be shooting, and had told Andrew and Coleman that, but we had no idea they would actually get to shoot too!  I am sure I do not need to tell you how excited they were.  Here's Coleman taking his turn.  He walked up, pulled the trigger, and was done. 

 Andrew however, would still be there shooting if we'd let him.  He loved it.  He can tell you exactly what kinds of guns he shot and how many times he shot them.  Brent was right there with each of them helping them be safe. 

 Brent and the other dads shot skeet for a while.  Brent, who doesn't shoot regularly at all, hit every clay pigeon.  At the end of the day, they pulled out the target in the picture below to practice hitting.  Andrew hit one!  So maybe we have some sharpshooters among us?

  

The property also has a pond, so while the hot dogs and hamburgers cooked, the kids fished.  A few kids pulled up small ones and were very excited.

But then Coleman caught this whopper all by himself!

The reel had broken on his rod, so it was basically a cane pole he was using.  Brent said they dropped it down right off the dock and all of a sudden the bobber sank.  Coleman jerked it up and the fish flopped around on the dock.  The hook came out of its mouth, so Brent had to hurry up and grab it so we could get a picture before it flopped back into the pond.  Brent later said if he'd had to fall on that fish he would have, but we were getting a picture!  I don't know what I love most about the picture above.  Coleman's smile, or Brent's.

Then we roasted marshmallows and made s'mores.  It was an awesome day with our friends.