We took the boys to the Houston Safari Club Convention on Saturday.
You're supposed to walk around and look at all the hunting stuff and hunting trips they have offered.
You also have lots of people to talk to since Grandpa Gary knows everybody.
I'm not sure Kyle and Reed got that memo.
Kyle made himself at home with the only stuffed animal in the place.
And Reed was only interested in the art.
Not very Ingersoll-y at all on their parts.