Yesterday, I did a thing I should have done a long, long time ago.

I took the wife to the range.

I’ve taken the daughter before, and we took her along this time, but the wife has been in this country for eleven years and never held a gun in her hand.

Yesterday, we rectified that.

The daughter, of course, was shooting the little Stevens Favorite, on loan from my best friend and partner, Mike. She did OK, even scoring a bullseye! (actually shot out the X ring)

I was proud of her, as always, but proud of Mama too- she shot my Speedmaster, my scoped Cugir, the MKII, and my Colt 380 ACP.

She had fun.

She wants to do it again.

We damned sure will.