Thursday, October 22, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Paul loves this time of year He can smell it in the air. That's right he can smell DEER... no, he doesn't smell them but he can see them for miles. He loves the deer and elk hunt. He will be gone for weeks up in the mountains trying sneak up on a big horned animals. On his own hunt he even took off his shoes for a few miles. I guess I need to buy him camo socks for next year. This year he decided to make some money doing what he loves. For three week he took guys from all around the country to hunt in our lovely mountains. He was successful in assisting five out of six men in their kills. It was hard work he said and he is glad to be done for the year. I am always glad to get my husband back physically and mentally.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Dean went to McDonalds with his Dad and Wyatt. They had just sat down to eat there favorite meal. Dean fell on the chair and hit his chin, spitting it wide open. Paul said it was bleeding pretty good. Paul did what any dad would do and got handful of napkins and left his food. They drove to the pediatrics to get 4 stitches. Paul said he was really good the whole time. When I got home he was bouncing on the couch like nothing happen.