The boys love to take sticks to the back corner of our property where there is a bunch of underbrush and they hack away on it. At any given time they can be: searching for dinosaurs, killing orcs, hunting bear or a lot of other things. Several weeks ago during campmeeting (which is a very busy week for Philip), Philip had come home for a break and the boys asked him to go bear hunting with them. A little while later I looked outside and this is what I saw. The boys had their sticks and Philip had an old broom and they were having the time of their lives! I don't know of many men who would go hunting bear in their dress pants/shirt and tennis shoes but I think that's one reason I love that man.