Having solo time with any of my daughters is very difficult. My oldest is 14 this year and we don’t have much in common. She likes boys, I want to choke them 🙂 She likes helping animals and I like eating them. My daughter likes clothing that makes her look like a woman and I want to ground her for life. Let’s talk shoes another day. This post is about our weekend.
When I asked her to join me for a weekend of Camping, shooting and ATV riding I was expecting a NO. I was pleasantly surprised by her hurried yes answer. We got to spend almost 3 days together. We can both say we never had a dull moment. We truly enjoyed each others company. Her time as my baby girl is growing short. I was able to admire her tanacity and good decision making. She’s becoming the caring, thinking and grown person I hoped she would be. She was polite to our hosts. She respected their cabin and courtesy. She never uttered an unkind word. She volunteered to help our hosts when she could. She always wore her helmet. She is the responsible and polite person of the group.
Enough bragging about my daughter. Let’s get to some fun. We rode about 100 miles in mountainous terrain. She got bruised, scratched and blistered. I never heard one complaint. She never stopped smiling and neither did I.
We got in some shooting after a day’s riding. She got to shoot a golf ball out of an AR. I doubt many of her classmates can claim the same!
A day after we had returned I asked her if she had fun. She said it was all fun except the sharp turns on the steep hills. We had water, mud and lots of sharp steep turns. She said she would go do it again so I must have done something right.
Now it’s time to play with the other 3 kids. The requests to play with dad are pouring in.