a hunting we will go

well.... 2/5ths of us anyway.  If you know my monkey, you know....nothing in the world makes this little boy happier than being able to get into the "box"....thats right, the hunting box of daddyo.  christmas came early this past weekend (the box was brought out, i think daddyo was just as excited) and some of my boys went a huntn' (in the backyard, tree stand)  Daddy listed out three rules for huntn' 1. bring a gun (check) 2. be quiet (Oops!) 3. be still (darn!)  i guess 1 out of 3 ain't bad?  Two out of 4 of my boys LOVE hunting!!!!  They even took it to the bass pro shop to spend a couple hours drooling over the things they may "need" this season......

there it is, the big box..... full with walk talkies which supplied my boys hours of fun this weekend (and when i found my sweet hubby in the closet, wearing camo.... it was all the confirmation i needed....boys will be boys!  they never truly develop into men.  And it melts my heart to watch them play!  As hard as i try i just can't seem to have the fun they have with walkie talkies and guns???

on the middle side of life.... my lil' hornet hasn't found a love of KILLING the animals, he could care a little less about this big black box of daddys... this is how this hornet rolls... with one mostly two animals in his little cubby cherib hands all day long!  And i will admit, i am a sucker for a barnyard animal myself.

and while the big boys were huntn' this angel decided he would practice his golf game

and itsy bitsy one.... you got it... just happy to be here... just standn' around smiling with a side of eating some goldfish!

do you have any hunters? golfers? animal lovers? if nothing else i hope you have an itsy bitsy cubby cherib to squeeze and love and call you own!