Posted: 8/13/2010 12:49:21 PM EDT
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I've decided for now that I love em.
Just left the Telegraph store with two (2) Crickett .22 Rifles and one (1) Ruger 10/22 basic....with taxes $432.22 ––- $65 dollars cheaper than what the price quoted me at Mid America. My kids both have their own Crickett now to start on, and another 10/22 means they both will have their own Ruger as well. Silly I suppose as its not what one might classify as a substantial weapon purchase, but I'm smiling all the way home... And dammit the pink Crickett is so danged cute for my little one on the way. |
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Every time my daughter and I go by the gun section she wants to see the pink gun. Instead of getting a Cricket I picked up a Daisy Red Rider in pink for her 5th birthday.
Last week was the first time she's shot a gun. It was my Red Rider from when I was a kid. We only worked on basics since she's still pretty young. She can't hold the gun up herself so aiming wasn't really an option. 1. where we do and don't point the gun 2. where the safety is 3. keeping the finger off the trigger 4. shooting guns is something special she only gets to do with daddy Since she was about 2 we've tried to teach her about guns. It will be GREAT when one day she does what I've taught her in a store or something. Right now, if she sees a gun in the house, she yells "GUN, GUN, GUN!!!", and comes running to us. I would be FANTASTIC for her to do that in a store........... |
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A Pink Daisy bb gun...hmmm I see another purchase in my immediate future!
As far as the Cricketts go, there's not much to em. Single shot bolt action, goofey key safety on the bottom, and not to be mistaken by one of the larger manufacturers...but they are an excellent rifle to start on. Single shot so they have to take their time and THINK about what they are doing, very little to go wrong as far as mechanical issues. And lets face it...its just plain fun to go out and buy your kids a gun. Thanks for the heads up on the Pink Daisy - she's going to have one next pay check. |
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Absolutely NOT!!! My 4yr old has a RRA/Stag combo (with Calvary Arms Yellow furniture), a MAK-90, a 10/22 and a Crickett along with all the parts and receivers to make a nice Caspian 1911(destine for OttoComp).
My daughter has a RRA (with Calvary Arms Pink furniture), a WASR with pink fusion furniture, a 10/22 as of today, a Crickett and the same parts destine for Otto to build her 1911. Don't wait, start today before you can't |
My girls each have a Crickett. The older one got a pink wood stock with SS barrel. She named it "Pinky". The little one chose a tricolor wood stock with Red White and Blue, with SS barrel. She named it "Flaggy" (for US Flag color on the stock).
Notice the yellow lunch bag with flower motive they use to carry ammo. Here they are sharing Pinky and learning how to shoot together (I bought Flaggy later that year). 
I particularly like this one ... sisterly love in marksmanship. 
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sad part about it. i bet that Mouseguns girls could out shot me. if they shoot anything like there dad. i could see medials in there future. Ronald Hi Ron, the girls like shooting for fun. They have not shown any interest to shoot competitively yet. But Inux has picked up an interest in deer hunting. She got her first deer last year and will be out there again this coming season. Both Pinky and Flaggy did not come from Walmart ... a MO-HTF member who is also an FFL ordered them for me. |
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That's awesome Mousegun.
Growing up both my father and mother taught me about firearms, firearm safety and responsibility, hunting and hunter safety which eventually transitioned into my love for guns. When my wife and I married, I asked what she would like for a wedding present. I was told that of all the AR-s in our safe, all were mine and she wanted one of her own which I ended up building just for her. The other night, as I was reviewing with her our current "stash" for the kids she patted me on the back, kissed me on the cheek and said "you are so weird, but in a good way because you love your family". All I can hope for is that each will learn safety and respect for firearms; and secretly hope they develop an appreciation for them too! Outstanding pictures of your two lovely daughters; nice to see kids outside instead in front of a TV. |
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Thanks nturavrgcop.
Shooting is a family sports for us. Initially it was just me. But over time, my wife and the girls begin to develop interest in the sports. My wife has gone deer hunting in the last two years. I bought her a 243 rifle last year and she killed her first deer using that rifle from 175 meters. Both girls were introduced to firearm safety via the Eddie Eagle program starting at the age of two. They received their basic rifle marksmanship lessons after they turned six. My older one turned 11 last year and she immediately took the Hunter Ed class. Using mom's 243 she harvested her first deer that same year. One shot from 100 meters, and the deer dropped on the spot. This year both her and my wife plan to shoot two deer each. So it will be a busy season for me (since I am their hunting guide). I'll be lucky if I can get my own hunting done. But it is just as much fun to see the wife and daughter enjoying the sports. The look on my daughter's face right after she took her first deer was priceless. She needs to have her own deer rifle soon. My younger one is impatiently waiting for her 11th b'day so she can take the Hunter Ed class and go hunting like her sister. I started shooting IDPA at Green Valley last month (thanks to sumo61 who encouraged me to try). Then my wife tried it this month ... and she is hooked! She is already talking about "her" own gear for next month's IDPA. My older girl seconds after harvesting her first deer ... with all the excitement, she still observed firearm safety (look at her trigger finger). 
With her first deer ... it was a small one, but I asked her to shoot the small one so she can practice how to process it. 
She was learning how to skin the deer. Notice the entry wound on the left chest. The deer was facing us .... It was a very difficult shot. We waited but the deer wouldn't move to show a broadside. So I told her to take it if she is confident enough to do it. She pulled it off successfully. 
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Quoted: +1Very cool pics and story Mousegun.  Yes, I agree... I thought the pics of the girls shooting was pretty cool then the fact that the older one has tagged and processed her own deer... How many grown men have not been able to pull that off and would be jealous??? Great Pics and Story man!!! |
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Very good story about your family and shooting.
Oh are you going to be in trouble in about lets see. Your oldest is either or going to be 12 this year. I will use 18 as a common number. So, in about 6 yrs you are going to be in so much trouble swatting off the little boogers that are going to be panting around your daughter. She will be one hell of a woman for some lucky bastard. Wish I could go back in time and meet her. Dang if she was my daughter I would be having a heck of a time keeping buttons on my shirt too. You and your wife are doing well raising your girls. |
Thank you guys. I am blessed to have these girls. They are very good kids, well behaved, listen well to us parents (well, most of the time), and pretty smart too. My older one received the President's Education Award for scoring advanced proficiency in all her MAP test subjects. I believe only 3-4 students in her entire elementary school received this. We don't like the guy who signed it, but we still appreciate the recognition.
Since this is Arfcom, we must have some AR action right? Yes, the girls love shooting AR (M4) too. They were shooting .22LR with Blackdog mag and Ciener conversion kit when they were younger. But my older one has graduated to the 5.56 now. She loves knocking down those steel plates at Green Valley rifle range. Her little sister still prefers the .22 for now. Here they are shooting the M4 with Ciener kit. 
Both now have their own M4. I told them that their gun collection is off-limit to all future boyfriend/husband ... the boyfriend/husband must bring his own guns and ammo. 
Speaking of boys, Max-Paul ... it has already begun! Got some intel that some boys in Anastasia's class like her. I got a feeling that I'll be cleaning my AR and AK more frequently in the living room in the next few years. Remember those "10 rules for dating my daughter" that have been floating around arfcom a few times? I showed it to Anastasia and she laughed. She knows that I am serious in adopting most of those rules when she starts dating. |
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Remember those "10 rules for dating my daughter" that have been floating around arfcom a few times? I missed these ? ? ? Must search some and find for my daughter.... Here it is. 10 Rules For Dating My Daughter Rule One: If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up. Rule Two: You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them. Rule Three: I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose his compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist. Rule Four: I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilising a "barrier method" of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you. Rule Five: It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is "early." Rule Six: I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry. Rule Seven: As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car? Rule Eight: The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka - zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better. Rule Nine: Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a pot-bellied, balding, middle-aged, dim-witted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me. Rule Ten: Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit your car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine. |