Gone Huntin'

Well...it was inevitable. With a family full of hunting fools....it was only matter of time before Roanin wanted to join in the fun. A neighbor has some property that needed some deer management, and so Roanin suited up with the rest of the crew and headed out. Shawn had to wake him at 6:00 am - we were expecting Sir-Cranks-A-Lot, but he was ready to go...all smiles. Shawn said he did GREAT. He loved every minute of it. The poptarts on the ride over, the ride in the jeep, the crisp morning air, the new grunt call Papa gave him, Daddy and Uncle Josh both getting a deer, and sitting on Aunt Krista's lap. Roanin watched Shawn hold the legs of the deer that Uncle Josh had gotten, so when Shawn got his - Roanin wasted no time, and ran over to grab the front two legs to help hold it just like Daddy had done. What a little man! This can only mean crazy times for the future. I don't know what I am going to do when I have both of these little munchkins stomping around, ready to go.
Happy Hunting!