...for this boy,
this boy,
this boy, 
and this boy!!!
And these boys as a unit. Happiest Thanksgiving!!!
My boys are so enthralled with cousins; theirs and everyone else's. How is it that they can go a year and a half without seeing them and then as soon as their eyes meet they're best friends? There must be some sort of special cousin bond that is formed supernaturally. Is it in the womb or what??
And we still use our trampoline that we've had for like two years. Now that's a world record in our house!! I think they like it better now that they have ripped the safety net to shreds. You know, they can have way more dramatic falls that way. 
We also play with things that probably shouldn't be played with, like traffic cones. You gotta give him some points for creativity on this one though, right??
It hurt my heart a little that the twins weren't matching this year, but I thought it would be okay if I let them have a little bit of their own identity. I know, that was so mature of me, don't you think. Even Daddy joined in on the fun.
He's using his Jedi powers to force me to give him another Tootsie Roll.
Yenner really is a freakishly strong little boy.
Just like the pirates of yesteryear....showing his underwear. He's also sporting a Davey Crocket hat. His hair isn't really that big, but wouldn't it be cool if it was?? P.S. Leave a comment Noel.
