SewTexas wrote:I didn't carry until I realized that I was the one who spent the most time with my children and therefore I was the one responsible for their safety. I had a series of dreams one week, they involved a bad guy trying to get my baby daughter, and me trying to deal with him....the final night, I shot him, the next day I signed up for a pistol class. I never, ever have had a problem imagining me shooting anyone messing with me or my kids, I guess I'm the definition of Mama Bear.
There's no place more dangerous than between a mother and her young. I love your signature tag line Barraktose intolerant!!
