I smoked that deer!

Target practice at our house is getting to be a serious event. David gets out his Mathews bow (which carries a dollar figure to it that would send me on a fine girls' weekend getaway), and Noah gets out his Nerf crossbow (or Nerf string bow), and they shoot and shoot.

Thankfully for me, they're shooting at a foam target. That, I can deal with and witness without wincing.

Early this spring, we chuckled over Noah's response to a particularly good shot:

It was a few days (weeks?) earlier that we first heard him say that: "I smoked that deer!" So David was anxious to get it on camera. No clue where the phrase originally came from... completely unprompted and rather humorous, even to this gun shy mama.