Deer camp, to some it's all about the kill. To us wives, it's all about the food. To the little ones, it's all about the fun!
This first weekend we had all of the above and more.
The grandsons not only got to target practice with their pellet guns, they got to spend the night, and even deer hunt.
This year we have a new player. This grandpa is 92 years young. Here's the last two left in the card game called Blitz, the youngest and the oldest, out of 8 players. He was constantly telling jokes. He loved the food and couldn't believe all that we had to eat.
After the card game on Saturday night, Grandpa (as we all called him) pulled out his zip lock bag of tricks.
This was a piece of wood with two holes drilled in it. Running through it was a tied string with a large wooden ball that would no way fit through the holes. The trick was to figure out how to get the string off.
Here an exchange student from Chile, tried her hand at assembling a pyramid with some wooden balls. Grandpa told her the game came from Chile, before he knew that is where she was from. She never mastered the assembly of it.
Some how the 10 year old figured it out. His grandpa might have had a hand in it.
Grandpa then gave the boys 7 or 8 nails and told them to fit them all on one. Grandpa finally had to show us all how to do it.
Sunday night before dinner, Grandpa pulled out his hand written joke book!
He even pulled out his prescription. (I'm sorry it's blurry). It says please give love, hugs and kisses daily, unlimited refills! When he gave it to the pharmacist, she told him in 30 years it's the first time she's seen this one.
When he left Sunday night, he called the boys over. He told them before he left he had to empty his pockets of quarters as they were weighing him down. He split all of his card winnings with them.
This Grandpa belongs to a niece's boyfriend. Grandpa was a deer hunter too. Unfortunately he didn't bag a big one, but then neither did anyone else at camp.