Jeff and Garrett coming back from the field. Ahh! He is still just 11 years old. Almost catching Jeff.
Garrett counting his birds. He amazed me. He was dirty. He was bloody. He was just handling the bird by the whole hand not just by the tail feather. Killing the number of birds was a topic of discussion for us. Garrett wanted to know what they were going to do is they reached their limit (15 Birds). Jeff went uhhhh! Usually this had never come up. Jeff usually kills 15 takes them back somewhere and then goes and kills 15 more. Not this year because there was little eyes watching you and trying to teach a lesson of following the rules. As Seth was counting Jeff's birds, 15 was the number. We serve an awesome God.
Garrett's pile of birds - 8 with his dad's gun. He was so excited. He loves this stuff. He was sitting on the couch Friday night after they had been getting all the hunting stuff together. Garrett and Jeff were the only ones in the room. Garrett said, "Dad you're awesome" Jeff asked why? Garrett said, "because you take us to hunt, teach us how to shoot a gun, hold a gun, and go hunting with us." Simple little time spent in a dove field speaks volumes to our children.
Seth is hunting right now. First time ever. They got up at 5:00 and left at 6:00. Hope the day goes good.
What do I do while the boys hunt? We head to the lake. Seth and I went with friends tubing. Ella stayed and played with Cooper and meme and rode the golf cart.
Seth with one of his best buddies, Danny
They look so much alike.
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