Thanks for the Mom flashback. I was a little stinker, 7 or 8, when first I went out deer hunting with Dad. This was one of the rare times Mom got to make the trip with us. This was when our deer lease was adjoining President LBJ's home property outside Johnson City, Texas.
It was good that Mom got to come along. She got to rest and chill. Dad and I didn't have to cook and clean up! Mom brought some books and read her ass off. She seldom had time when I was little to read, so she took full advantage of it.
I was Pop's shadow when I was little, with Mom working a regular job and on call as an OB nurse. She helped deliver a few hundred babies. Where Pop went, I was there, so I was already well acquainted with being quiet and keeping a lookout for game. Pop told me many years later, he really liked bringing me along hunting with him. A lot of the time, I spotted the game before he did.
Dad and I had finished the afternoon hunt and didn't see any deer. LBJ's helicopter, classic small Bell, had been flying around quite a bit for some damn reason. It's fully dark by the time we got back to the little hunting cabin. We could smell Mom's cooking for a painfully long time! It was pretty damn cold. The warmth of the cabin and the smell of Mom's cooking was quite the sensory overload. I can still remember it quite vividly!
As Dad and I start taking off our gear, Mom looks up from her book, "Did you catch any deer? Are you guys hungry?"
"Mom! You don't 'catch' deer! You shoot them and we are starving!" Mom gave me 'The Mom look' and Dad chuckled. So Mom's "Did you catch any deer?" became 'a thing'. Whether coming home from the trip or coming back to the cabin, this was what she greeted us with.
Thanks for bringing up fond memories!
I Just clipped the building out......you were supposed to be Looking at the Sky............
its what he gets for being assigned big brother status in my brain. I've never gotten to be anyone's annoying little sister before 
...mine have re-veged...but only up to Flower ATM..........
ppp