We had debated on whether we were going to try and go to San Saba this year. We decided that we weren't going to because of the baby. But just like us, we change our mind at the last minute and go! We left around 4 and only had to stop once to feed Evan. She was of course great the entire weekend, even continued to sleep through the night. I was worried because this was the first time to be away from home and how she would respond.
This kid LOVES to be in the kitchen. Noah and Korbyn we're helping to make breakfast.
My niece Grace shot her very first deer while we were there. Korbyn kept saying the deer was sleeping. We aren't the sugar coat it type of parents, so we were explaining that Grace shot the deer and it's dead so now we can eat it. I think she's getting the hang of the word "hunting." There's been a couple of evenings where Colton will go hunting in Fedor and she'll ask if he shot a deer.
Now "dead" is something we're working on. We've still been explaining that Pixie has died and is in heaven with Jesus when Korbyn asks about her. When we got to San Saba the kids were running around and somebody said "where's Evan?" so they were all being silly and looking for her and then I hear Korbyn laughing and say "maybe she died!" Uhhh...no. So apparently she thinks when something died we just can't see them right now. We'll get there!
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