Rick’s always wondering what to do with the grandkids when they come over, and this time it was our Grandson Brayden who paid us a visit.
So being the good Grandpa he is, he thought it would be a good idea to take him to the gun club, you know, to urge that testosterone level up just a notch by shooting things.
But first, there has to be a gun safety lesson given by his step-dad, who has some great experience with this kind of thing.
And they started off small with a BB gun.
Yep, this boy was one happy camper.
Look at that stance and concentration. He was a natural.
After some practice with that, it was time to go right for the power.
The Glock, which is owned by Erik.
Here’s where the reality of what a gun is comes about, and the safety lesson started all over again.
This machine was meant to kill, and Erik wanted to make sure that Brayden knew that, and how to prevent anyone from getting hurt (and no bullets were in the gun at the time, so I know I was breathing better because of that fact).
It was important for Brayden to know how to hold the gun and keep his finger off the trigger.
Stance was also really important so that it didn’t come back and slam him in the face when it fired.
When they went to the gun club, they found out that it was “sight-in day,” so they couldn’t do their target there.
That didn’t deter them. They just found another spot, set up the target and let the bullets fly.
But instead of the BB gun, Brayden got to use Rick’s .22.
And the Glock.
Well, I’d say he did pretty good!
I can already see a bond being formed, can’t you?