Well, that’s not totally accurate. There are lots of deer. Levi and I managed to avoid most of them Monday. We had a great time of male bonding with Kim’s Dad and Brother (Uncle Dew), and Dew shot a doe. Levi and I enjoyed our time in the woods together. We’ll probably get back out into the woods before the season is over.
It’s fun, overall, hanging out in the woods, telling the stories of who did what and when, remembering the good times together, braving the elements, waiting in anticipation for the coming of the ever-elusive deer, eating lunch in the cabin Uncle Joe built…this is the kind of thing that will shape Levi’s life. He’s learning our family history, and taking his place in the ranks. It’s a great family tradition, and I cherish the times that we get to spend with family, doing family stuff.
What family traditions mean the most to you?
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