I’ve practically been taking the kids with me to the farm since each was born, never hunting, just piddling. Enjoying the open space. Watching crops grow. Picking blackberries and muscadine by the bucket full. Finding neat looking rocks in the dirt roads. Flying kites and riding the side by side around “exploring”. Fun stuff. They are finally at the age that they asked to go hunting with me. I’ve looked forward to the day for a long time, but didn’t want to drag them along when they weren’t interested in going. They were ecstatic when I told them they can go.

With that being said, I had ZERO expectations of killing a turkey and was more than happy with that outcome. Pretty much, my plans consisted of Eating a glorified picnic with every good snack from our pantry in a pop up blind on whichever field I may or may not think a turkey would talk into. If they want to act goofy, we act goofy. If they want to eat, we eat. Sometimes they want to re-adjust the turkey decoys for the 15th time, so we re-adjust them. . Sometimes they want to make the turkey noises. When they are ready to be serious. We get serious….although that has a short shelf life.

The night before our first hunt, I’m kind of rustling around before bed, getting some things together for the trip the next day. Something I’ve always done… and apparently I’m a very predictable creature of habit. I finish what I’m doing and sit down to relax for a minute. My son is already in bed, but I see my daughter somewhat frantically moving about the house gathering things and laying them out. She comes to me and worriedly says, “I need a big orange bag like you have. I don’t have one to put my stuff in.” She was talking about my scentlock bag that I use to carry my camo in. She was laying all of her “hunting stuff” out in preparation for the next day. Just like I do. Which led me to realize that I needed to buy her some new camo the very next morning.



The Hunts are light, fun and they love it. We’ll introduce the seriousness with age.I look at this warm weather hunting as good practice. Being cold and quiet may not quiet be there cup of tea yet, but for now I enjoy the time spent with the wife and kids.

My son gets super serious when he’s calling. As if the turkeys are going to storm the field at any given second during his cadence.lol

Good Stuff Right There!

Awesome! They will remember it for life

You're doing it right! Remember these moments, they'll forget them, you will not! It's all fun and games, till one gobbles right behind yall...

That is pure awesome. Good job Dad!

Man that’s awesome stuff. My oldest use to go deer hunting with me, now she graduates from college this Friday 🥺

As funny as it is, the very first day I took them, I had 3 big gobblers enter the far end of one field. My wife was with me, I quietly told her about the birds so the kids wouldn’t hear me. I then told the kids that I had to walk across the field to poop and would be back in a few minutes. They were so curious as to why I had to walk so far away to poop. 😂

I put the sneak on and was dang close to being able to pull the trigger on one of them.

With as much commotion and noise as we produce, I was sure a turkey wouldn’t be within a mile. Turns out turkeys may not mind two innocent kids from 800 yards out lol

I cannot tell you how envious I am of you - on a scale of 1-10 - it would be a 20!!!. Your children are absolutely fantastic and Bennett sounds better than me on the call!!!!

Those are the VERY, VERY BEST of times - I SO miss when my son was a youngster and if the Lord blesses me with the opportunity, I look forward to when I have those opportunities with my grandson.

That’s great man

Awesome Enjoy they grow up fast.

It is hard to verbalize how much you will cherish and miss these days when they get older.

They sure are cute!!