H is for HUNTER!

     This past week Mark, the boys, and I were able to go see some family in Pilot Mountain, Mt. Airy, and then into Virginia, where my dad and his wife live.  Mark usually hunts once a year - the day after Thanksgiving.  This year he wanted to do it a little more in hopes of getting TWO deer for our freezer.  He hunted Monday evening, Tuesday morning, Tuesday evening and NOTHING...  But Wednesday morning was his last chance since we HAD to get back to Asheville in time to serve at Son Seekers at church.  He FINALLY killed a deer at 10:30 that morning, but not just any deer, a 7-POINT BUCK!!!  He was proud, I was elated, and that deer is BIG!  Even if that's the only one he gets, there was a lot of venison meat on it.
     While he hunted the boys and I visited with Dad & Sonya, Olivia, Tyson, & Hunter, and also got some sweet time in with Grandma B and Papa John.  I didn't find my camera until later so there aren't too many pictures at Dad's house.  But boy did I take pictures of those precious twin nephews!  While at TJ and Olivia's house we also saw horses on the property joining theirs.  So it was a great week to study the letter H (yes, we brought his school work with us)! :)  H is for Hunter (our nephew), hunter - as in Daddy is a GREAT hunter, horns (seven, in fact!), and horses, lots of beautiful horses.
     We will be doing a "review" of letters next week, so with it being Thanksgiving, it's a good thing since we'll not have a much time to devote to learning and studying a new letter.  Next blog: our time with Grandpa Schuurman!  He's flying in today. :)

Some of the "horns" on Granddad's wall - Caribou, Elk, & Deer

Mark's first buck!

7 point buck and my handsome man

Practicing sitting up and cracking up at Daddy all at the same time.

Mr. Handsome hopped onto the coffee table.

He loved having the space and freedom to ride his motorcycle where ever he chose.

Molly, Granddad, and Titus.

Sweet Molly reminds me of my childhood dog, Honey.

Giggling with Granddad.

Aunt Liv brought the boys up for their first visit to Dugspur.

Tyson on the left - Hunter on the right.

Horses!

This is about as close as the horses got to us.

Beautiful creatures.

Giggling with Granddad while reading Bible stories.

Sweet cousins!

Tyson, Hunter (6 months), Titus (5 months), and Marcus (3 years).

By the time Grandma came in for a photo, just about all the boys were done having their pictures made, especially the sneaky little boy on the end...

Painting a large letter H to make a "house" with it.