Reed has his own compound bow. Lately, he has been practicing shooting it in our backyard. He can load (I'm not sure what the correct verbiage is) his own arrow and everything. He had been practicing for about 30 minutes when he came in all excited, "I did it! I did it!" I was thinking maybe that he got a shot close to the middle of the target. Oh, no. He actually hit the target. It was barely hanging on the edge of the foam. He was so proud to finally get an arrow into the target even though it was no where near the middle of it. He probably flung at least 100 arrows in order to get "the perfect shot", according to him.
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