Last week while hunting I came to a happy, yet sad, conclusion...my Bridger Boy is no longer my baby. Bridger wouldn't leave his dad's side, and if he did it was to hang out with Grandpa or Uncle Roo. He wanted to sit on their lap, follow them around camp, go look at deer with them, just be one of the guys.
I've always told Rusty that once Bridger turned 2 he could do as he wanted, until then I just wanted Bridger to be MY baby. Well, I guess Bridger is on dad's side and decided he needed to be one of the guys a little bit earlier than mom had planned!
6 years ago