It's hard to tell... but this ducks eye is popped out of it's head.
Duckies say "Quack quack"...
The boys' trying to line all of the ducks up for pictures.
Payton had been counting down the days all last week as to when he would be able to go duck hunting. The opener for duck hunting was this last weekend and he had a blast. Craig takes Payton along and they get their gear and decoys ready for when the ducks come in.
Craig's college friend Tony W. comes from Mankato along with his (Tony's) brothers, cousin, and nephew also join them.
Payton's main job is to sit quiet (if that's at all possible) and call the ducks in with his own duck calls. He too is decked out in camo - however by the time I had the camera ready he had changed into dry, clean clothes. Payton has never been a morning person - unless... there is something in it for him... like hunting. Saturday morning Craig went down to get him up and he popped his head up and said "are we going duck hunting... shhhh... don't wake Brooks up". He flew out of bed and was upstairs and downstairs and outside in no time.
They hunted all morning and when they came in - he couldn't stop telling stories about this duck and that duck or this goose and that goose, whose dog did what, who shot the most, who missed the most, how good he called the ducks, etc...
Brooks really enjoyed picking up the ducks and throwing them around too. Before we know it he will be out hunting too and Braxton will be the one throwing the ducks around.
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