So for two weeks I was planning to take my 6yo daughter hunting tomorrow until last night when she stubbed her toe and started cryiny at the sight of blood, whereupon her mother asked her what she would do if we shot a deer.
Needless to say, she decided, adamantly, that hunting was not for her.
Fast forward to today. When I picked them up, the 6yo remained steadfast, but suddenly my 4yo demanded to go because she didn't want me going alone. I explained that I wouldn't go if Alessa didn't want to and that we'd cut down a Christmas tree instead, but she insisted. So... I'm taking my 4yo Vienna to Wurtsboro tomorrow and hoping for the best. I really hope this works out. It will be the bestday of my life hands down if she enjoys herself.
Needless to say, she decided, adamantly, that hunting was not for her.
Fast forward to today. When I picked them up, the 6yo remained steadfast, but suddenly my 4yo demanded to go because she didn't want me going alone. I explained that I wouldn't go if Alessa didn't want to and that we'd cut down a Christmas tree instead, but she insisted. So... I'm taking my 4yo Vienna to Wurtsboro tomorrow and hoping for the best. I really hope this works out. It will be the bestday of my life hands down if she enjoys herself.