Full circle

It was bound to happen sooner or later. My dear sister-in-law wisely observed that it's really not an official family get-together without a pregnant Christina shooting guns. So we made Christmas official, and took it a step further by letting our daughter in on the action.

I'm going to guess her need to join us in firing at inanimate objects in the back yard started sometime around my thirty-fourth week of pregnancy with Abby. But that's just a guess.

July 2007

She turned out to be a pretty good shot, for a four year old who doesn't aim before she fires. We saved her target and told her she could hang it up in her room. And next time I promised I'd let her use my pink BB gun.