|Deer #1. Last day of September. A little button buck.|
Yes. It has begun.
|Heater hunting. Where we let the Hoolies loose in the car on old dirt roads.|
For many a family day during this lovely Fall season, per our boys' request - and with their Daddy's hearty approval - we can be found
A little sidenote here:
We have been "heater hunting" since Kaden's been born, and in all of those nine years we have only shot and killed one lonely little partridge...so odds were against us that we would get one yesterday....
And with their amazing attention spans, as well.
It's really beyond me as to why we rarely ever get one.
A mystery, really...
It's still a lot of fun.
The boys love being released into the wild. They love finding old roads where they don't have to wear their seatbelts. They love the snacks and treats that we pack. And they love getting the chance to try their hands at driving.
And a good opportunity to practice my prayer time....don't let us die. don't let us die. don't let us die....
She liked it.
And our fun, silly tradition of Heater Hunting begins.
Happy weekend, friends!
Slow...see the sacred in the chaos...