The firing range

Very lazy Sunday here and, to be honest, I think we've deserved it. Long breakfast and even longer dog walk. Have spent the early part of the afternoon playing outside. Ava and I have been attempting to teach Ozzie an assault course.

Tom merrily set himself up a tin can firing range for the BB gun my husband bought...even though I had said no. In retrospect, watching the little man shooting his cans, merrily being a Boy, I have to concede that my husband was right. DAMN!!!!