
By the way, guess who just got back home . . .
7am the alarm goes off. I get Alexandria up and tell her to start getting dressed. All of a sudden we hear this awful noise. It sounds like a cat is dying and wailing at the top of it's lungs. The dogs in the neighborhood start to go crazy and the animal cries again. I already know what's happened. I've had my suspicions but from what I read online you should never assume until you hear it. I pull a sweatshirt on and find some shoes. Alexandria comes running in my room, a little scared. "Mommy, did you hear the noise? It sounds like a bad person outside!"
"Mom I have another reason." She's still trying to talk me out of going to lunch at school with her tomorrow.
I have no idea how to start this post because I'm not a big fan of guns, never really have been. But my dad and the rest of my family, well, they could start their own militia. Yea, better not to mess with the Snells. So we always have to make a trip to the desert when we have family in town. Whitney and Juan are here now so you guessed it, shooting here we come. Alexandria was a pretty good aim. AJ absolutely loved it and really wants me to get him his OWN "shoot gun". (Not likely!) DJ was just along for the ride, but I think he liked it too.
Then there's Isabel. Maybe it's because she's too young but I like to think it's because she's my daughter. She really didn't have much interest in shooting the guns.
We had lots of trips to the desert when we were growing up. Oh yes, here's the picture to prove it. Ready, Aim, FIRE!