I count myself very very fortunate. Jake just turned 11. He's been hunting with me since he was 4. That's really young and he couldn't sit still for more than 5 minutes, but he would usually doze off after a while anyway. I would wake him up when the deer were spotted and he was always thrilled to watch them. He shot his first deer last season. Perfect shot with a .243 at 75 yards or so. I grew up dreaming of getting out into the woods. I could never get enough. Hunting, fishing, trapping, it was all I thought about, until girls entered the picture, but even then, they could go with me or not. I was gonna hunt. Jake loves the outdoors. Maybe not to the same crazy extent that I did as a kid, but close enough. My life has been blessed by god in so many ways, and having him as my hunting partner sits near the top of that list.