Squirrel gone huntin’

Ok, so this was just cute—to me anyway and probably Nanni. Ansley (who we call squirrel) got the grand opportunity to go hunting with Daddy and the boys. Now, let me say I do not condone hunting, or the killing of any animals for that matter, especially when there is a Publix on every corner, I don’t really even eat meat for that matter. However, the boys in my house are avid hunters. So Anlsey was asked to go hunting and had to be ready in 5 minutes—HA! I thought “she’ll never go for this, not my sweet princess who is a lover of all creatures” and she has to be ready in 5 minutes! However, to my dismay she ran to her brother’s room and started picking out camo. Keep in mind if I suggest that she wears any color remotely resembling a “boy” color (such as brown, green, orange??) she will fight me until I give up. So, she quickly dressed herself head to toe, not only camouflage but her brother’s camouflage. Wouldn't you know she had no matching shoes!  Out from the shoe-box on the porch came the perfect shoes,  in the form of steel-toed, reinforced for extra cold-weather, camo lace-up boots, that had not only been on her brothers feet but I  am pretty sure were hand-me-downs from our friends with three boys—EEWWW!
She was proud of her attire, and Daddy looked quite pleased as well. I was OK with her going because I was pretty sure with her around there wouldn’t be a deer or a hog or even a bluejay for miles and miles…
And I was right!

Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it.  Proverbs 22:6