Colton wanted to go scouting for deer, just like his Daddy does.
So one fall day he took off walking across the pasture all by himself.
We wondered how far he'd go and how soon he'd turn around
and realize we were very, very far away.
Maybe there would be a little fear and tears on his small face,
and he would come running back to us.
He never turned back.
Fifteen months old and he wasn't scared at all.
He was determined to find a deer.
Reminds me a lot of his Daddy at that age.
Uncle Justin hurried to catch up with him,
and hand in hand they walked together
on this cool, crisp, perfect-for-deer hunting day.
This is one of my all-time favorite pictures.
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