Last week Josh went on one last hunting trip in hopes of catching a moose for the school.
It was the last day of the season, a last chance to take one down.
I had to snap these pics of him kissing the boys goodbye.
It just seemed so odd to have this big rugged man, gun slung over his shoulder, hugging and giving these boys snuggles.
The boys always talk about going hunting with Josh when they are bigger. They can hardly wait!
After hugs & kisses, the boys slipped on their boots to see him off at the door.
And when it got too cold, I corralled them back into the house, where they continued watching him prep to leave from the window in the playroom.
He took the school snow machine out and even tracked a HUGE moose 300 yards, but the snow was thigh deep, and the trees made a difficult shot. Then he was thinking, even if I can shoot it, how am I going to get it back to the snow machine through this snow?
He was disappointed, but has big plans for hunting next year. I think he better enjoy the simplicity of hunting alone. Before he knows it he's going to have three mini-me's out there with him!