Hunting with Dad

It's a tradition. We do it every year.

This is one way that Dad and I bond with each other. The boys aren't overly thrilled about the thought of going out to sit in a cold stand with the possibility of not seeing a deer. We love it though. I don't know how many of you watch hunting shows on television, but you know how the guys on there whisper back and forth to each other about what is happening in front of them? Well, Dad and I do that to each other, too, but we don't video tape ourselves. It's quite comical, if I must say so myself. What would I do without him?

Sunday evening we went and sat in the stand together. I tend to constantly look back and forth, checking to see if anything is creeping its way out of the woods, while Dad likes to fall asleep and take a nice little snooze. Here are some of his favorite sleeping positions.

The last picture shows his favorite pose. This makes him look like he's semi-hunting at least. ;)

No, we didn't shoot anything. No, I haven't even seen a deer yet. No, it has not been very nice weather so far, but we have had a great time together the last two days. I hope that I can have many more years left of these special moments! Love you Dad!