Thanksgiving 2010

Thanksgiving 2010 or better known as Blizzard 2010 was a crazy week. With all warnings of this blizzard coming; schools closed early, businesses closed early, you name it. Well the weather guys were right on here in Logan. Around 3:15 the wind picked up and the snow came and wow... we couldn't even see our neighbors across the street. For 3 hours it was crazy. I was grateful we didn't have to be anywhere but in our nice warm house. After about 3 hours, Brian went out with our 4 wheeler and plow and plowed the road. He looked like a snowman when he was done. haha. The rest of the week was very snowy and I will be honest... I think this is the most snow we have had in November in a long time. The kids sure have had a ball with the snow.

Thanksgiving day was cold but pleasant. We started the day with our annual parade watching and loving every minute. We had to be quiet though cause Brian had to work that night and was sleeping late. Then we got ready and went to Brian's parents' house. It was nice cause we had 34 people there for dinner and then Brian's one sister and family came later in the day. We almost had everyone there for once. Lots of visiting and laughing and playing. Of course we were watching football but since the Cowboys were losing no one cared. haha. Many hours later and full tummies, we ventured home to love up our dog. Gotta love days like that.

Normally we head to my parents for the weekend but since we are very pregnant and I can't even sleep in my own bed, we decided to go up for one day. Since we were only coming one day, my parents decided to come down on Black Friday. This was enjoyment for my mom... not so much for my dad. But it was definitely a good visit. When we went up on Saturday, we had a great visit and saw my grandparents. I am glad we made the trip since I won't see my grandpa before Christmas.

So lots of snow and food and visiting... what a great week! Happy Thanksgiving to all!

Hunting season

For those of you who don't know, my hubby loves to hunt for ducks, geese, and pheasants. When we were dating I was brave enough to go out and hunt with him. I don't shoot... I just walk, wait, and possibly call in a bird or two. I had more fun watching the dog in action. It amazes me how a loving, caring lab can turn into a good hunting dog. I know it is in their DNA and it is fun to watch them in action. I got to see our lovable Abby hunt and I was amazed when she got older and couldn't move well, how she looked like a young pup out in the tall grass sniffing up pheasants. Now our young Duke is learning how to train his nose and do what daddy says... truely amazing to watch.

I made a deal with my hubby before kids that I would take hunter's safety with them when the time came. I was sort of hoping for girls that wouldn't want to hunt but I have one little boy that can't wait to hunt with is daddy. He loves to play with his shotgun (daddy makes sure he only shoots up in the air at birds). Brian's "trophies" are few and far between and that is a standing joke between hubby and wife. Good thing we can laugh at each other and know it is still love.

This bird season has had Matthew all excited to see a duck. So everytime Brian comes home from hunting, Matthew greets him at the door asking if he got a duck. When Brian would tell him no, Matthew would be all sad and say "Oh I wanted you to get a duck so we can eat it." Well yesterday Brian went pheasant hunting and when he got home, he was greeted by the same Matthew greeting but this time daddy got to tell us of his pursuit and the chase and the catch. Yes daddy came home with a pheasant. Matthew was so happy. He was jumping on the chair saying daddy got a pheasant, we get to eat it. He continued to say this while daddy got his "trophy" to show the us. When Brian walked in the door, Matthew stopped jumping and asked daddy "What's that?" Daddy said "This is the pheasant." Matthew said "Oh gross... I'm not eating that!" hahahaha. Only from a 3 year old mouth!

Kimberly has said from day one this hunting season she is not going to eat a duck. When younger, she used to be interested in ducks and fish that daddy brought home and cleaned. I guess her 6 year old mind has decided she is too girly for that cause she constantly says how gross it is. Well when Brian came home with his pheasant, she didn't even want to get close to it. Gross she would tell me. So I decided to have a little lesson and talk to her about the pioneers and having to hunt for their food. We talked about them hunting for their dinner and that was how they survived. Kimberly's 6 year old mouth then asked me "Why didn't they just eat cereal cause that is what I would do". Silly girl.

We had many funnies come out yesterday with the hunt but one of my most favorite would have to be from Duke. Brian said he was on the hunt after this pheasant and did really well. But when it was shot and on the ground flapping, Duke picked it up but hated it flapping in his face and dropped it pretty fast. haha. But when they got home, Duke pranced around the backyard with his "trophy" in his mouth more than once. He was so cute. Hopefully now that he got a bird, he will know what to do and be better next time. He is still a puppy that is learning and it shows most days.

I know the day will come when my boys will be out with their dad and I will be proud. I will also be a worry wart cause that is who I am. Good thing I have a few more years!