When I was growing up, every boy I knew owned a BB gun. In fact, they could just take the guns with them when we all wandered off to play in our small town. We had nothing to do but use our imaginations and shoot BB guns. I'll be honest, moms are a bit uptight about that 20 years later. Rightfully so, I know I am. Thinks ARE different now. But here is our son Ethan, aiming at an empty pop can. All is right in the world. He hit the target. ♥♥♥
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