Who do I want to be when I grow up?

Art by Jaroslaw Blaminsky

While snuggling in bed this morning I asked our son who do you want to be when  you grow up? I like to ask these questions once in a while to get a peak into their minds.  His response "I want to be an Indian".  I said "you mean like Cloud Dancing on Dr. Quinn?"  He said "yeah...or maybe a Sheriff".  Okay...so both strong men with a tender side who stand up for injustice.  Nice to know who my son see's himself becoming. 

The deer dilemma

Awoke this morning to Finn saying there was a deer caught in the fence. I freed the deer but her hip was displaced and her tendon cut. Tribal Police came and put her down. She'll likely feed some elders, here. Or be used in a ceremony. Still, Finn had a hard time with it, initially, but processed through it and came to a reluctant acceptance of the situation.