Sunday, January 16, 2011

Dropping Ducks

She didn't shoot the poor creature... her daddy did. She still, however, sees it as sweet defeat... for the duck. I don't get it. I don't get the waking up at 3:30, decking out in camo, pulling all the shells, guns, seats, etc. together and creeping out the door in the middle of the night for a duck.... but they do, and they love it. It was a "Joy-Making Day" for Rebecca and her daddy. Caroline and I had fun hunting other things... at the mall!

1 comment:

  1. hahahaa, I love it!! I love hunting at the mall! But, how precious that Rebecca and her father had that time. My daddy/daughter dates are some of my favorite memories as a young girl. And actually, we had one this afternoon--it never gets old, even at 27! ;)