Hunting season and I have a love/hate relationship. Well, hate is a little bit too strong of word. Dislike doesn't sum it up either, but it's the best word I can think of right now. Any hunter's wife knows where I'm coming from. It's that moment when he says, "Is it cool if we go look for a ___________?" (Fill in the blank: dove, deer, moose, antelope, grouse, turkey, coyote...). Of course that's cool. I really have no problem with it and I encourage Josh to do the things he loves to do. In that moment, however, at first there's the thought of "Now what am I going to do?" (I will still end up doing what I would normally do but it's just different I guess). That goes with the hate part. Then the Love... how about some ME (ME/Talon) time. I can do what I want (again, not much different but you know what I mean... I can work on projects that only get accomplished during good quality me time).
And then there are the times that we go "hunting" together. LOVE- the outdoors, 4-wheeling, hiking. Dislike- what are these guns for? Oh yeah. Maybe I don't want to see any animals. :)
Last night officially began hunting season around here. Doves I think. So here is what I did.
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| I LOVE fall decorations! |
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| He loves to play in cupboards and put things on his head |
And here is a glimpse at what Talon did.
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| I love the way his chubby feet look under the cupboard door. :) |
Happy Hunting!
2 comments:
I hear ya sister. Every week Trent wants me to go look for something with him. Last week it was coyotes and doves. I go sometimes and bring a book and something for Tru to do... but it's boring. I figure half the time I go with and the other half I do my own thing. It seems to work out well that way. I love your pumpkin! I was just thinking of what kind of halloween crafts I want to do this year...
I guess I missed the boat on this marrying a hunter thing.
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