While I was getting J ready for bed the following conversation took place.
Me: Daddy is hunting this weekend. Maybe next year when you and Luke are older we will go hunting with Daddy.
J takes in every word I say with a super serious look on his face.
J: I older.
Me: Yes, you are older than Luke, but when you go hunting you have to sit in a deer stand and be very, very quiet so the deer will come out of the brush...
Hmmmm. This is a tough one. Surely he's too young to talk about the actual point of hunting. Wait-I've got it.
Me: ...then you can watch them.
J: (mater-of-factly) I will shoot them.
Well, okay then. That was easy.
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haha! I love it! He's quick, Barb.
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