Well... he's 4. That means on some days he's 2, and on other days he's 16, and it can be tough to tell the difference. He was in full blown whiny tantrum mode Thursday, so the parental units made the executive decision that it wasn't the proper day.
Instead of going to the range (too busy on the weekends), in the morning we're going to use our backyard range: .22 rifle, solid backstop, and SuperColibri ammo. We'll use small balloons as reactive targets, for the "I did it!" factor.
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I'm going to sneak out first thing in the morning and see if the SuperColibri will feed in my grandfather's Model 62 Winchester (which has approximately 'leventy-jillion rounds through it, courtesy of four generations of boys).
If the SuperColibri won't work in the Winny, I know it will feed in Dad's Mossberg Model 42M(c). I just have to hope I can adjust the scope within "minute of balloon at 25 feet".
The Mossberg was the first gun I shot, at age 3. The Winchester was what I was free to tote to the woods at age 10, to keep the world safe from tin cans.
I have other .22 rifles, but those are the only ones short/light enough for him to even pretend to handle, even with dad right there assisting.
Kevin