Becoming Gilsonated

I have known the Gilson's since I was 12 years old. There family is a blast and they love the outdoors. Most of Ty's family memories involve guns, and dead animals. Over the past 2.5 years I have done many things I thought I would never do.

Here I am Christmas 2006 shooting clay pigeons on Christmas Day? Who knew this would be an acceptable way to celebrate the birth of Christ? Here I am with Tyler and My father in law after the buffalo slaughter in August 2006. Yes I cried, but in a weird way it was exciting.

And I sure never expected to see a cute baby holding her first fire arm! This is my soon to be one year old niece.
This weekend we went to Mountain Green to attend a meeting with a group that my in-laws are involved with. The group (sportsman for fish and wildlife) legislates for hunting laws and animal management and they raise a lot of money to accommodate hunting for the future in Utah. At the end of the meeting they had some drawings and this sweet baby won this gun.
A few years ago this picture would have severly disturbed me. But since I understand the Gilson's love for hunting I was snapping pictures left and right. Her proud parents couldn't have been happier.
For the record I have never killed anything because I am afraid of killing something. However, I am not opposed to sporting the camo now and then (when appropriate).