Wild little redneck children!

I took my 5 year old son Caleb deer hunting earlier this season. It was a morning hunt and we were in the blind by 5:30. We sat in the blind, and I peeled a pare with my pocket knife and sliced it and would give him a chunk off the blade of my knife. After passing up a doe and it getting about 9:30, Caleb is looking a little worn out. So i ask him, you about ready to head to the house? He looks at me like I'm completely crazy and says, WE AINT SHOT NO DEER YET!!! Hunting is all he talks about now, and if he's telling the story it always starts out about us leaving the house when it was still dark and eating the pare off my knife... Actually everytime we go thru the produce section he brings up the pare and pocket knife.

I also have a 8 year old named Eli. When he was 5, and on his 1st hunt we were staying at my parents house. As we were leaving early that morning my mom told Eli that when we got back they could bake some ginger bread cookies. So we head out and get in the blind about 6:30, the plan was to take a turkey or two. I had them patterned and knew exactly when they'd arrive. So we get in the blind and in about 15 minutes Eli's getting antsy, so I pull out a DVD player with headphones. He watches a cartoon, and all the while he's asking when we're going back to Granny's... About that time the turkey appear off in the distance about 600 yards away and i point'em out to him thinking that would get his attention. Well, unfortunately that was not the case. He kept asking, when we going back to Grannys??? The turkey finally close the distance and they're all around our stand. I shoot one, and then another... You'd think he'd be fired up, but no such luck... After gathering up the birds and cleaning them, I got a 4 wheeler out and we went riding... Same ole, same ole... When we going back to Grannys??? That boy had COOKIES on the brain!!!