The Big Kill

With so much testosterone in our home, it is no surprise hunting ranks right up there as one of our family's favorite activities.  And in our home, it is a rite of passage.

You see, our "rule" is that you can't go hunting with Daddy until your 5.  Well, sweet Little Middle Yahoo turned 5 earlier this year, but we never got a chance to take him on his trip until this weekend.  I can't tell you how excited he was!  The night before he laid out his clothes and gave me the run down of how everything was going to go.  And (this blessed my heart) he chose to have his brother and sister go along with him.  With this being Little Middle's inaugural hunting trip, he had the privilege of going alone with Daddy (Daddy time is very rare and valuable these days).  But Little Middle desperately loves his siblings and there was no way he would not take them.  I love that!

So this morning they set out.....

 into the great unknown...

And a few hours later they brought their trophy home to Mama!

I sure do love this motley crew!!