Ground hog day!

When I got home from school the other day the boys came running out to meet me telling me there was something I just had to see. When I saw the back of the dog kennel I thought for sure Bret had given in and got the boys a black lab, but I was wrong. They found this poor little ground hog and chased it around until they caught it. It was wet and shivering in the cage, so after admiring the the poor little thing for a while we let it go. Check out Copper in Alec's arms, he is rip raring ready to chase that little ground hog back into his hole, even though copper is 84 years old in dog years. It does kinda creep me out thinking there is a groundhog in our yard and he could emerge at any moment and gnaw my legs off. The joys of having boys.

C.C. and Dawson

Bret's brother and his wife made a surprise visit over memorial weekend and I just had to post these pictures of Dawson and his cousin C.C. The two of them are inseparable! When they get together they play so hard by the time they actually lay down to go to sleep it only takes a matter of seconds before they are out. This is a series of pictures I took at the Mountain man redezvous. The two of them were running a race and they are receiving instruction on how to win the race from Bret. After Bret the left, the two of them came up with their own strategy. I have no idea what they were saying (I was pretty far away), but from the look on their faces I can only imagine. They are pretty tight and yes....I cut Dawson's hair :(

Four

Only four years under his belt and yet he seems to rule our world. We call him our little "pet" and he gets whatever he wants. He brightens our house and he can get away with so much because he makes us laugh. Yes, he gets candy everytime we go to the store, yes he sleeps in the middle of mom and dad every night, yes he get's whatever he wants from his brothers. He is spoiled and he knows it. He is curious, smart and adventureous. This picture of him from top to bottom seems to say it all... We all agree that we cannot cut his hair because his big hair is who he is, so his big shaggy hair will stay for now. A dirty shirt usually worn inside out or backwards. His favorite pants (size 2T) because he said they are just "really comfy", I've tried throwing them away, but he always digs them out and pulls them back on. His velcro fastened "fast shoes" that smell like wet dog because he never wears socks. And last but certainly not least I can almost guarantee IF he has underwear on, it is on backwards because it just "feels better". But despite all these four year old isms we love him more than one could ever imagine. He learned to ride his bike today and we've had a hard time convicing him to get off and take a break. I love four year olds and he just happens to be my favorite.