Last year a local big chain outdoor store had a Santa who you could go fishing with. Elspeth would have nothing to do with it but Katrine was game. We thought that this year, perhaps…maybe…if mommy was nearby, Elspeth might give it a go too. Well things got changed up a little as you will see and neither girl got to fish with Santa. However, they did get to shoot arrows, air guns, drive 4 wheelers and race cars while waiting to see the big guy.
My grandpa T would not have been very impressed with us; duck hunter that he was. All of the wooden ducks were laughing as we marrily missed them all. The floor, as you can see, was pummeled into submission by streams of arrows. (No, I didn’t let Katrine go out without pants of a skirt. We had come from skating and she refused to take off her jacket so it just looks….interesting).
He he. The gun is camouflaged by her jacket.