Last spring I took a bunch of photos of my little grandson on a few "adventures" outside, with his grampa and daddy.
Grampa had just gotten home from a 2 month long road job in MN. He brought Ryan a small BB rifle.
Please! Don't have a heart attack! No BBs go into this tiny rifle...ever! But, we are a hunting family. The best way for a child to learn to respect for and to be careful with guns is to start young. Ryan has strict rules he has to follow when playing with what he calls, "my big gun". There's no pointing the thing at people, pets, birds, etc. It does happen by accident, and he gets a reminder to aim the gun away and to be more careful. We go on imaginary hunts for imaginary game. Even tho it's all pretend, Ryan has to practice gun safety. If he gets bullheaded, the gun is put away for a while.
Anyway, I tagged along with the boys quite a bit the day of "The Big Gun" and took pictures from the time Ryan opened the gift, thru grampa and daddy tuning up his jeep, then heading down to the hay field to "hunt" and look for tracks, etc. Then the jeep got stuck trying to get up the steep little hill when leaving the hay field. Daddy and grampa had to give him a push. Back to the yard, the fellas ended up in the bus. Ryan was the bus driver and would let grampa and daddy out at their "stops". (We have a school bus that's been remodeled into a portable deer camp. Has a complete kitchen, gas heater and sleeps six.) Ryan likes to "drive" the bus and especially loves opening and closing the swinging doors.
After they made a "tour" in the bus, it was time for Ryan to do his job. He helps put milk and water jugs on a string, then it gets tied to back of his jeep and he hauls them over to the edge of the yard for garbage pick-up.
By then it was starting to rain lightly and supper was ready, so we all headed in for grilled pork chops, mashed potatoes and green beans. One of Ryan's favorite meals.
I wasn't able to get the little book to stay open so I could take a few pics of the inside pages, so I only got the front and back covers. That's why I've written such a windy description of the story the pictures inside tell to the viewer.
I don't think I assembled the little book correctly, but couldn't remember how to do the binding, so muddled thru with just ribbons. The book ring is to give Ryan something more solid to hold when carrying the book, or so he can hang it up.
Ryan stayed over last night. I made the book after he went to bed and gave it to him this morning. He was very tickled with the book, and was especially tickled that it is HIS book. It doesn't have to live on a shelf out of reach. He's outside with grampa right now and has the book stuffed into his jacket pocket.
There's a little bit of journaling in the book to help tell the story of the day as shown by the pictures. Every few minutes he asks grampa or I to read the book to him.
Even if the little book isn't made quite right, Ryan's happy with it, so I guess that's the important part.
Oh...the letters on the front cover were die cut with the cuttlebug. I use glossy packaging for these letters. Some were cut from glossy boxes that butter comes in, and any other heavier weight, glossy product packaging. Once the letters are cut out, you can't tell what they were cut from, and they're shiny and colorful.
Date: Wednesday, November 4, 2009 GMT Views: 2135