Some husbands buy their wives satin and lace, but hunters' wives wear lovely nighties like this. Eric got home from his elk hunt with the Vaterlaus's yesterday and was quite excited to give Eva and I our new prizes and show us photos of his week's adventure. She loved pointing at my back and saying, "ewlk." I thought these guys must be crazy to live out in the cold for a week with no hot showers or bathrooms, but after learning about the Vaterlaus extravaganza I can see why they have so much fun.
They slept in cozy tents with wood burning stoves
and ate cowboy grub.
That's Eric. It's hard to see him in his fancy new camo.
buddy Talbot
Wolf tracks
Eric came close, but no elk this time.
catching up to Santa's sleigh
She's very friendly, saying hi to everyone that comes by. She gives out handfuls of gum and toothbrushes and will dance for you if you are lucky. 
She pays cash for lost teeth and suckers.
She likes sugar.
But then she pouts when her teeth aren't clean.
She glows.
This is where she lives.
