Enjoy fun times either at home or out and about....travel to southern states or just road trips around Ohio...my kids are older now and not around much anymore.......raise cattle on this farm....hunt and fish here also........That's my right hand in the pic...This fishing is tricky stuff, I've been reeled in a couple of times and found it was like a bait and switch....
Once you get past the presents, the holiday specials and all that food, one of
the best parts of the Christmas season is the memories it creates and the
holiday traditions that are started. This is mine.
Early Christmas morning, just when we would begin
to wake up, dad would try to shoot Santa. He'd slip outside with his shotgun and
try to hit him as he flew away. We'd always run out and look to see if he'd
Dad would always tell us he came close but couldn't connect, the old elf was too
fast and dodged the shot. We would be hoping he'd hit his bag of toys so we
could get all the presents. Our friends were rooting for dad, too, because we
told them we'd share. It wasn't a kill we were hoping for, just a hole in the
sack, knowing that toys would fall out for us.
I've kept the tradition alive, getting up when I hear the fat man on the roof.
I've come close every year because I always manage to knock a few presents out
of his bag. My kids have found presents with other kids' names on them since
they were old enough to go out in the yard and look.
The loud bang of the 12-gauge scrambles the children from their beds. Carrying
their flashlights, they run out into the yard, searching for the treasures that
someone else was supposed to get that morning. They've even found splintered
parts of the sleigh with pellet holes from the blast.
Santa is faster than you can imagine. I've tried to shoot him every Christmas
for the past 20 years. I think he sees it as a game with me, because he always
gives me a loud "HO HO HO" as he laughs and waves goodbye.