For the last couple of weeks or so, he knows that I've been trying to go get a bear. So he has been dragging that bear everywhere and bringing it to me. Saying... Daddy bear, Daddy bear. Kinda like, what's the problem man? There's one right here. He is such a sweet boy. On the other hand my 5 year old say's... Your going again? When are you going to kill a bear already? For that matter so does the wife.
