Shoot golly darn

On Wednesday, Army of Dad took the two little ones over to Grandpa's hotel early for a round of waffle-making before school. All was well until Little Bit found out she was going to preschool and not spending the day with Grandpa and Great-Grandma. Then, apparently the lungs got quite the workout.
We had an adult day and that was cool. We took the folks down to show them Texas Motor Speedway and then went shooting. Quail Creek Shooting Range was wonderful as they brought the mule over and loaded up Grandma and her walker and took her straight to the shooting line. They were really kind and patient. Army of Dad spent some time offering instruction to Grandma and she plunked away with the boys' .22.

Grandpa took a turn with my .38 Special, too. I had a turn with the .22 and we figured out that I'm left-eye dominant, so I learned how to shoot left-handed.

We rounded out the afternoon with lunch at Ranchman's Steakhouse in Ponder. Grandpa and Great-Grandma were treated to great home-cooking and then each got a free bar of soap on the way out for being first-time visitors.