Chit Chat: Weekend Hunting Widow

Saturday was the opening of Muzzleloader Season here in Colorado. Hubby hunts every chance he gets (his chances are a lot less frequent since we got married). Muzzleloader Season is his favorite season. It's a great time to be out in the woods, the aspens are turning, and normally, the weather is nice. Because he's gone back to school and works full time, Hubby opted to hunt in the foothills near our town and only to hunt Saturday and Sunday. The area he drew his license for is a heavily trafficked area with lots of ATVs and weekend campers. So, Saturday morning at 4 AM, Hubby's alarm went off and we took off on his little adventure.

So...back on the home front, the weather was rainy and cool here. Baby Boy and I were stuck indoors (for the most part).

After dinner, I was getting Baby Boy out of his high chair...

Baby Boy: Dada! Dada!
Mommy: Daddy is hunting; he won't be home until after bedtime.
Mommy: The weather is pretty yukky outside.
Baby Boy: Yeeeaaaah!
Mommy: Do you think Daddy will bring home a deer?
Baby Boy: NOOOOOOO!
Mommy: Me either, but I'm sure he's having fun exploring the woods.

Just then....

The door open and in walks Hubby! As I tell Hubby about this little exchange, we chuckle. Turns out Hubby did get a deer (and to think I thought he was just looking for an opportunity for some alone time).

Tonight...I spent my evening grinding and packaging meat! (Yuk--I'll spare you the pictures!)