Showing posts with label guns. Show all posts
Showing posts with label guns. Show all posts

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Model Train Show

My Dad loves model trains.
So we all went to the model train show up in Ogden today to support his awesome fascination.
And the fact that it sounded fun to all of us...

Our first stop was the old/vintage car room where they also had a wall of every single license plate Utah has ever had.


These antique cars were amazing and priceless. We were practically drooling and coveting all of them.


They had a gallery of every model of Browning gun ever made. There were some really neat ones and itty bitty ones we'd never seen before (too bad we didn't get a picture of those ones).


One of T's favorites.

This thing was a monstrosity!


We loved all of the old train cars they had in the train yard! There were a few that we saw that there are only 3 others left in the world.

Neat.

After a wonderful time at the train yard, we took off to visit T's family.
T's little sister had a volleyball game going on so we took off with the fam to go.
Our little brother, Fluffy, was there too.
All of my students are in love with him.
They ask me every Monday if I did something with Fluffy over the weekend.
I also have at least 2 or 3 students write about him in their freewrite's every month.

What's not to love about him?
He's my favorite little brother.

At the game enjoying ourselves.

All in all it was a fabulous day full of the three F's.
Favorites.
Family.
Fun.

Saturday, December 31, 2011

Target Practice

Yesterday was spent in good company.
Family, friends, and lots of target practice.
We went up Spanish Fork Canyon and had some fun shooting at clay pigeons and crazy fun targets.
After getting some practice after being rusty, we all got our targets and enjoyed ourselves immensely!

Seeing how T and I have never been shooting together, it was a lot of fun to show off our mad skills to each other.


The gang of sisters plus a cousin who is basically a sister anyways. We're all excellent marksmen. *Correction* Markswomen. Sorry.

Posers.
The clan.
My Dad taught all of his girls how to load, shoot, and take care of his guns. It's been a fun bonding experience for all of us throughout the years... and still is!

Oh how I wish Christmas Break would never end...