
My weekend started unexpectedly on Thursday afternoon with a phone call from the campus police. My car had been broken into so I met them in the parking lot to survey the damage. The glass in one of my back doors was shattered and my dash was ripped apart. The gave up early because all they got was the face from my stereo. It was more aggravating than anything else but I was lucky that that was all they did. By Thursday evening, I had repaired the dash, replaced the stereo with the factory model and made an appointment with a glass shop. Friday morning I was able to get everything repaired. Fortunately I was able to keep my plans to take the boys to see my parents over the weekend.
We had a good weekend trip. The boys got to play outside and go to a neighbor's house to see chickens and feed carrots to the horse. Caleb also worked on learning to shoot a BB gun. He got the hang of it and was hitting the target in no time. I got the chance to shot my Ruger 10/22 again, which I enjoyed very much.
I guess when Caleb eventually asks for his "Red Ryder carbine-action, two hundred shot Range Model air rifle with a compass in the stock and a thing which tells time," I'll just put him on patrol guarding my car.
