My grandson has been living with us since birth, he'll be 19 months Sept 7th. Just this week he started putting 2-3 word sentences together.
Picked him up a Jim Taylor hickory longbow the beginning of August. I've been slowly breaking him into shooting it, even though he can't do it by himself.
He was sitting on my lap while I was watching the video of Lajos Kassai the Hungarian speed shooter, and he has seen me shoot a few times. Suddenly he jumps off my lap, points to his little bow on the wall and says, "Poppy Kostin shoot". He calls me Poppy, and his name is Kostin.
Couldn't pass this up! Grabbed the bow, 2 arrows, the wife and camera, and headed to the back yard.
Here's what followed:
Getting him started
Look at the target not the camera
Now for the heartbreak, not 1 hour after these pics were taken my daughter announced that she is moving to Georgia, TOMORROW!
She's taking the grandson, and will be living with his worthless loser of a father, 23 years old, never finished High School, and no job.
She's quitting a $600wk job to go be with the bum.
Kostin and Poppy need lots of prayers for Mommy to use her brain.