Boys would celebrate every occasion with paintball.
Every opportunity they can.
If the boys have to plan something its sure to involve paintball.
For Mother's Day...no problem!
They just knew I would be thrilled.
And I was! Unlike Brooke... I stayed off the course!
I wasn't tall enough to be part of this group..."Too Tall Paintball"!
Some didnt get enough paintballing so they set up Dirk's bunkers and shot around.
Ian and I watched from afar.
While Dirk and Seth pummeled each other with more welts and bruises.
I was happy to sit back, relax, and snap away.
Only thing I did was holler across the course...
"3! 2! 1!...GO!" over and over.
4 comments:
I may have played paint ball when I was young...if it had existed. Instead... we threw dirt clods at each other (o:
Hope Zach is alright...yikes. Chipped teeth. Guys!!!
Looks like a fun way to spend a day, whether shooting paint at others or shooting photos of others shooting paint! It's the togetherness that counts. You have a fun bunch of family and friends.
I would sit and snap away also. What is Darel saying about the water at the farm....is he pretty dry there? I have a Wyoming friend that says they are really, really dry.
Linda
http://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com
I have learnt this to be so true. Whenever the men from our church organise a trip to Wagga for a conference etc. a game of paintball is always part of the trip!
Have a wonderful day
Renata:)
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