All the Little Grubbs

Foster and Daddy with one of the deer they shot on Foster’s first deer/turkey hunt. Chris got two deer and no turkey, which turned out to be a blessing in disguise. He shot one while Foster was asleep beside him in the blind and Foster didn’t even wake up. Foster helped him “track” the deer by following the blood trail and that was definitely a highlight of the trip for him. Foster hung in there, even with temperatures in the teens at times. I truly believe he would follow his Daddy anywhere. I know it’s not as easy to take a 4 year old on a deer hunt but he is giving his son a priceless gift by making those memories. I hope I remember to tell my husband what a good daddy he is today! Foster spent all weekend after Thanksgiving asking when he gets to go again. And I used on of those all time classic parenting answers ” I don’t know, you’ll have to ask your daddy…”

So the boys are on their way…Daddy, Foster and Papaw left at 8am this morning for Foster’s first deer/turkey hunt and it’s also his first overnight hunt. They won’t return until Sunday evening and that’s 4 whole days. I told Chris tonight on the phone that I was so glad that I wouldn’t be sending Foster off to school because Katie, Theodore and I would miss him way too much. He’s a bright ray of sunshine in my days! I am biased I know but I feel like he is a really bright, special kid. He told me in the van last night on the way home from church that HE was blessed because God put him in my belly and he gets to be the big brother in our family. Yeah, it made me cry some happy tears!