Ready...aim...shooooot! Chantel and I bought these marshmallow shooter guns last summer at Salt Lake City's Farmer's Market. I got two and she got three because we got a deal if we bought five, yet neither of us have been able to use them yet! So we found the perfect reason to whip them out since she had three and there was currently three of us up in Portland. So for Family Home Evening monday night, we told Reed that Chantel and I had the activity. He gave such a great lesson on preparing for General Conference and then we prepared for the activity. He kept asking what it was and we told him it was a surprise! Poor guy, he was such a sport for our girly games! We then told him the game involved being blindfolded and he needed to stand in the middle of the room. I know what you're thinking, that we basically lined him up as a target, but there was no other way to get him in on our game. So I loaded our guns, handed Chantel hers, and then counted down. We began laughing so hard that we couldn't blow the marshmallows out. By this time, he had caught on and began running as we unloaded our marshmallows at him. He took cover in the bathroom until we handed his gun over to him. We told him he had five seconds to get it and load and then the war was on. We had a ton of fun! Chantel and I took cover behind my air mattress bed, while Reed was like Rambo, rolling all over the apartment taking shots at us. In the end, he surrendered, and we spent the next twenty or so minutes picking up marshmallows in the most random spots all over the apartment!
2 months ago