This afternoon, while I was making dinner, Daniel was out shooting the winter moths that are out and about. I'm sure he didn't get one. When I called him in for dinner, he brought his air soft rifle to the table and placed it across his plate. He still had his safety goggles on.
I then said something I never thought I would have to say. I said
"No guns at the table."
I thought that was a given.
Ten years ago, if you had asked me what my life would be like now, I never would had imagined this. This is way better than anything I could have dreamed up. I love my life...even if I have to say things I thought were "givens"....over and over and over and over and over and over again.