The MIL asked last night if she needed to come in this morning to watch Brailynn. Looked at the forecast and said "nope". Turned out to be the right call, wind is sailing here, and I have a babysitting card saved for later.
My wife doesn't bitch about deer season. As long as I only hunt a couple hours on opening morning so we can go do something for her birthday, which is at the end of september, then I'm good to go for the rest of the season. I've offered to take her with me, just as a gesture cause I know she isn't going to say yes, and that seems to be enough to make her feel like I want her to be involved.