A HUNTING WE WILL GO....

a hunting we will go...

hi-ho-the-dair-e-o...

a hunting we will go.

(May be wrong but my phonics training says it sounds right)

Wanna guess as to what he is doing? Come on - anyone?

He is showing me his bear he just killed.

He posed all by himself.

Would anyone agree with me we watch way too many hunting shows?

Anyone?

When your children know how to pose for a shot like that without you telling them how it is a sign of too much Bone Collector.

Don't get me wrong, I enjoy watching Michael Waddell.

I drove to another state with hubs to see Nick Mundt (he does not have his own page - yet).

But when your kids can do this unscripted - it is a sign.

So while we were on our little hunting trip I heard,

"Hey Mom! Look at my deer head!"

and I saw this:

Now I must confess when I first saw this, for a moment, the briefest of moments, I panicked. I thought my stars they have taken down one of HH's mounts from the wall and dragged it up in that tree. What am I going to tell him?

Then I did a quick scan of the surroundings and found the victim -


The Glendale Buck has suffered much for the cause. I mean it is bad enough they stole his horns and HH's regularly puts arrows into his abdomen. But this last injustice may be more than he can bear. Insult to injury, insult to injury.
Notice the Star Wars laser gun in our young hunter's hands? I am confident this was the weapon of choice due to the precision of the removal. See that straight line - only a Star Wars laser gun can do that!

So needless to say it is hunting season around here.

Time for weekend trips, midnight corn runs, trips to the one hour photo lab for picture development. Time for scent free clothes and a dryer that smells like dirt. (Oh in case your spouse does not hunt you CAN buy dryer sheets that smell like dirt. You can even buy scent free toothpaste!)

And I don't want to miss a single moment of my boys enjoying it!