The other day, Mary and Sam were playing outside and I noticed the neighbor boy was out shooting his BB gun. He looked young and his aim was anything but great, so I had the kids come inside.
We woke up the next morning to this.
Ben found the BB that broke the window, and walked over to their house. You can actually see the back of their house in the above picture.
Two boys with sheepish faces opened the door, and their grandpa kindly offered to pay for a new window.
No harm done. I am just grateful that this was a window and not one of my kids.
The funny thing is, however, is that yesterday they were back out shooting again...and aiming right at our house.
Maybe when the grandpa gets the bill for a new window, the guns will be no more.