DEER Camp!

Well.........everyone is doing it. I have not done much of this blogging-but I see that it can be quite rewarding and time consuming....(time is something I find myself having a lot of these days!)

So the husband left for the ranch to go deer hunting this morning and he is meeting his dad there. I really wanted to go, but, the idea of taking our almost 2 year old son quite frankly wears me out! When we go out there I am in constant life saver mode! If its not the ranch cows wanting to lick him all over its the rattle snakes buzzing and hissing the child into a full out hunt! We have cactus, ants, cow poop that is still steaming with freshness and then we have the "old" travel trailer. The husband thinks its necessary to prop the door open to this death trap each time we go out there even though we dont use it! Of course the curious child climbs up inside EVERY time I turn my back and goes exploring. Upon chasing after him I have come to realize that I could never bring myself to sleep or even sit in this thing they call "the guys trailer". Mouse crap EVERYWHERE! On the counter, on the table, on the couch! Thats just what we see, we dont really see the mouse urine do we, but we know all living creatures that drink water, PEE! So there has to be gooey pee everywhere too! Then there is a pile of fur on the floor neatly arranged in a perfect circle around the cleanly eaten carcass of a mouse. The ants did a nice job of cleaning the fur and meat off the skeleton-but come on-clean up after yourself and sweep the kitchen! Nasty! Why we leave this open I do not know! My husband still tries to tell me that there are not mice in the trailers! RIGHT! He just never sees them because he can sleep through the little things crawling all over him and picking the steak out of his teeth while he slumbers away in happieness dreaming about the "big buck" and what knives he wants to buy on e-bay! Yes I hate mice! But I love my son and husband-so we all go to the ranch together at times and we have since gotten a new trailer! But, the "old" one still remains-propped open for all to explore! A storage of sorts for mold, mildew and rotting mouse carcasses!

Yes, he left this morning decked out like G.I. Joe in his camo and packing binoculars, monoculars, scopes, rifles and nonreflective sun glasses! He was wearing rather light weight camo pants and shirt and I said, "Aren't those a little light for the weather we have today? Your going to be cold." He replies, "No these are just to travel in."

"Oh, so your going to stop by the autoshop and get your truck wrapped in camo too I bet. So you can sneak up real stealth like into camp as to not be noticed by the animals you stalk!"

He just smiled at me like he does when I act funny-I think he knows I find it funny but cute that he is so geared out when he goes hunting!

I just love him!