Yesterday morning the doorbell rang at 7:30. It was the neighbor boys arriving for their daily run with our boys. It’s a great way for them run out their excess energy, and we like to call it P.E. class.

After their jog around the neighborhood, they congregated in the backyard and this is what I saw:

That compassionate second-born son of ours was shooting at ducks and geese with the BB gun.

Not only that, but he was teaching the neighbor boys how to get a good shot.

I can just picture the conversation they had with their parents when they returned home. You shot what with a what? And we thought they were nice boys!

It may have been their final P.E. class with the Johaniks.