A fathers love

Long story but I hope you guys understand.

Last week I went to the safe to see if there was anything I could trade for some more colt "snakes". One gun on my list was a .22 diamondback for my 5 year old. Rejcpa came through with a very nice 1969 diamondback in a trade I think we both enjoyed. Bob (hope it is ok that I used your name), is a great guy and the transaction was fast and easy.

So the gun arrived Saturday and I showed it to my boys that afternoon. I have 12 foot high ceilings in the house but I swear they hit the roof with excitement. See my 5 year old looks at my older son, who is 9, with great jealousy every time he shoots my pythons. Everyone with two boys should understand that life is a competition and my oldest was winning in the shooting world. So getting my 5 year old his own “little python” to shot was a dream come true in his eyes.

Shooting would have to wait till next weekend because of church and baseball practice on Sunday. So everyone couldn’t wait for this weekend to get here. However after sitting at work way to long yesterday (noon), I decided it was time to go get the boys and head out to the land to shoot. You would have thought that it was Christmas when both boys saw me at school early.

The drive to our property is about 30 min and you could not believe the praises I was getting as “the best dad ever”. At some point I think they started writing a song to remember this moment for the rest of their lives.

I let both boys sit down and load the pistols. Then they both shot through 100 rounds, both taking their time and loving every minute. THEN IT HAPPENED. As we started packing up to leave, my little angle the 5 year old that all he wanted in his life was his own python; looked up at me and said “yaaaa, I really want an automatic”!

It took about 10 seconds for me to think about it and remember the mind of a 5 year old. So like any father would; I bent down, kissed his forehead, and said “let’s go find you an automatic”.

I love those boys.