Ya'll crack me up---it reminds me of a scenario--probably similar to the circumstances leading up to your drawing 'first blood'. I took my oldest son and put him in my favorite tree at my honeyhole in SC. I told him where the deer should come from and even what direction. I walked about 200 yards--climbed an observation stand and no sooner than I settled in---BOOOM! I quickly climbed down, and hurried over to him to find his climber 8' off the ground still,yet he was squatting next to a respectable 8--his first- and I was bracing myself for a big hug, and "Thanks Dad!"---when he slowly stood up--got this Barney Fife look on his face and said to me--straight faced--"You know what Dad? I think I'm a better hunter than you now!" I was just a little bit more than po'd with his attitude![:@] It's funny now--but it wasn't then!