Just Call Us the Robertsons

Paul went with his Daddy and Grandpa Tom to hear Phil Robertson of Duck Commander fame preach at a local church a few years ago.  Phil started his sermon by saying, "Arise, kill, eat."  [Acts 10:13]  Since that night, Paul has been a fan of Phil.  So when I saw the Best of Duck Dynasty DVD come up on one of my coupon blogs a few months ago for $6 (the price has gone up a bit), I ordered it for Paul for his birthday.  That was back in September.

After watching Paul's birthday DVD, our family liked the Robertsons so much that we decided to watch the first season of the show online for free.  By that point, we were hopelessly addicted to Duck Dynasty.  From the patriarch Phil's hold-no-punches communication style, to Jase's quick wit, to Uncle Si's off the wall comments, we were all completely enamored, that is when we weren't splitting a gut from laughing so hard.  So I did what any good mother would do.  I ordered season two and then later, season three on DVD.  (I gave these to the kids as rewards for jobs well done, like putting together our Reformation party.)



One thing the kids picked up on right away was Uncle Si's tea cup.  His "vintage" Tupperware cup from which he is constantly sipping tea is just like the one I use daily, except my tea is a little more uptown.  I make myself a chai latte every afternoon.  Phil would say I'm "yuppified."  I don't care, I'm sure my tea tastes better than Si's.

After watching the first few episodes of Duck Dynasty, our family started working the phrases "He gone" and "Hey!" into our vocabulary.  By then, we could have been honorary members of the Robertson family.  Or so I thought.



Then came the day of the squirrel. Yes, the squirrel. The very dead squirrel on the road outside our house.  That squirrel.  The kids wanted to skin it.  I said, "Forget it.  Looking at it is good enough."  But the kids kept begging to skin the squirrel.  I finally texted Daddy at work to ask him what he thought.  "Why not?" he texted back.  Brother.

So I told the kids they could skin it, but they'd have to put on latex gloves first.  How's that for yuppified?  So they did.  I didn't watch the actual skinning.  Paul said he ended up making quite a mess of the whole thing.  He did save the tail, though.

(We love the way each episode of Duck Dynasty ends.  The whole family gathers around the dinner table and Phil thanks the Lord for His many blessings and gives credit to Jesus for these gifts.  And the producers leave it in.  Incredible.  For Phil's testimony of his faith in Jesus, go here.)