The Annual Sanderson Farms father-son duck hunt is finally here! Oney has been talking about going since last year. Last year was his first year to attend. Boy, did he have a good time! Here is my man, the proud killer of a beautiful duck! This one will be mounted for sure.
Here is the silly side working the camera...
Not bad boys...
The Dads took the boys to shoot clay targets one afternoon...
Game face on and ready to kill!
Uh oh-who is in charge of this group anyway? Man down.
Oney was a little young for some of the "campfire" talk last year. He had high hopes of getting to stick around for it this year. This sign was hanging up at the cabin when they got there. Don't worry, the boys found a way around it. The sign didn't stipulate whether or not to measure from the left or the right. Boys will be boys.
A trip to Mack's is always a necessity.
Oney snapped this of Judson trying to catch an afternoon nap. The "old men" can't keep up with the young boys anymore.
How HANDSOME are these men? I LOVE this picture. You can tell they are really enjoying themselves. What an awesome tradition for them to look forward to each year.
I snatched this picture off of Oney's cell phone. For some reason, he chose not to text me this one. Boys.
The sign hanging above the urinals.
The burger from the burger joint pictured below.
Their last night at duck camp until next year. Oney hit a brick wall concrete floor, literally! He was EXHAUSTED. He was really asleep in the middle of the floor.
THANKS Sanderson Family for being so generous and entertaining my family. They will treasure their Duck Camp Stories for a lifetime.
