Leila Shea Christensen
We went shooting this weekend. “We” is a misnomer. I did not actually fire a gun. I took pictures.
For some reason, firing a gun seems to ignite total masculinity. Trust me. Take a look at the pictures.
At our house, when someone’s extra masculine, we say they’ve got their “man boots” on. Well this weekend, EVERYONE had their man boots on. Even Cassie. (I had to include her in the pictures. Hello – she did a “man” pose too! How could I not include her?)
My dad is the best shot – duh. He can tell the person to “pull!” (to release the clay pigeon) while the gun’s relaxed by his hip and still blow it out of the air. My bros were pretty freaking amazing too – Logan hasn’t been shooting for almost 3 years, and he blew EVERY SINGLE clay pigeon he fired at to smithereens. Reece keeps a cool enough head that if he misses the first shot, he can get off the second while the clay pigeon’s still in the air. It never stands a chance against him. Wade is only 13 and is a pretty good shot. And Cassie – she TOTALLY rocks. If you’ll notice, the gun is almost as big as her. I guess sometimes, you’ve just got it. Enter man boots.
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