This past weekend, we celebrated my son’s birthday. There was some cake and gifts, but the biggest thing that made him smile was a paintball trip.
That young man just loves to run around the field, plotting his path to victory. He crawls and jumps and dodges. He is so full of smiles that it is worth the welts I get when I play myself. Fortunately though, when I am in the role of “combat photographer” the waring teams do not shoot me. Well, at least not on purpose usually.
As he just turned 18, I know that my time with him in the house is limited. So I am trying to enjoy it, welts and all. If paint balling makes this young man happy and optimistic, then I am all for it!
More pictures from this day coming this Saturday!