Do we get to eat it?

This was the first of two deer hunting weekends for Adam up at the farm. All I heard for 3 days from Kale is “where’s daddy?”. I would tell him hunting and he would say “buck or doe?”. I told him daddy wasn’t picky! I had a wedding to attend on Saturday, so the boys spent the day and overnight with Grandma Ellen. She definitely drew the short straw with daylight savings time. They were up and ready to go at 5 am! I picked them up at 8 so we could get to church. I was hopeful Kale would go in the nursery again, but it was a no go. Adam and I have decided the only way to get him comfortable in the room is to volunteer in it, so we are signed up for two times next month. We usually get a quick report from the teacher regarding what Nolan worked on in Sunday school. She said all the classes are practicing for the Christmas program. I wasn’t surprised when she told me that Nolan was scared and wouldn’t participate. She said she would keep working with him. I told her not to expect too much, as he still won’t go up for the children’s message! My hope is that he at least stands up there for the program.

After nap we went to EP Center to run errands. The boys were antsier than normal, and half way through Kohl’s Nolan asked if they could go to the play area. I agreed and they spent 15 minutes or so running around. Nolan then wanted to move out of the play area and over to the fun little ride area. I don’t mind if they “ride” on them because I never have to put money in them. Things were going great until Kale picked up a Caribou cup that was on the floor while I wasn’t looking. I turned around and he spilled what was left of hot chocolate down his entire back. It was absolutely disgusting, and he smelled like cold hot chocolate. I cleaned him up as much as possible but we needed to leave at that point. That was fun because neither of the boys wanted to leave. Once we got moving in the stroller things were fine, but it was loud until then!

Adam called on Monday morning with the good news that he got an 8 point buck. When I picked up the kids after work I told Nolan about it. He was so excited and the first thing he asked was “can we eat it?” I asked Adam about that later and he said he explained to the kids that we always eat what he’s brought home from hunting. Our kids are usually pretty picky about new foods, but they haven’t had an issue with any of it yet! We made our way over to Grandma and Grandpa’s house after daycare so the kids could see the deer. I wasn’t sure how they would react to it, but they were just fine. They thought it was pretty cool to touch it and look at it. They weren’t even bothered by the doe that was being processed in the garage! Hopefully they’ll enjoy the many meals of venison we’ll enjoy this winter!