Daddy finally got to go hunting again! Before marriage, he used to be an obsessive hunter. After we got married, he still went as often as he could. Since the little ones were born (for the last three years) he has hardly hunted at all! Thank God for his friend, Jimmie, who makes him go at least a couple of times a year. This week they went out on opening day of duck season. Mike said it was the best opener he'd ever had! Leah played with the ducks like they were like toys. She'd pick them up and move them all around the yard, talking to them all the time, "Here, Ducky. Okay, Ducky?" Finally she put one in the Little Tykes car and started to push it around the yard. It was pretty cute, even though it involved dead waterfowl. Daddy was quite disappointed in his firstborn...Samuel refused to pick up any duck! He touched them and petted them, and really liked the idea of shooting them and cleaning the gun, but was not about to pick one up! Daddy decided that Leah may be the one he has to take hunting with him. LOL