Entomologist?

You can't help but wonder what your kids are going to be when they grow up. Blake may very well end up studying bugs. He loves them so much that when he sees one, he stops, lays down on the ground with his face up next to them, and squeals with delight. He loves them to pieces, literally. Hence all of the one legged grasshoppers in our yard.
This morning he found a fly with a broken wing in our house. Oh the joy. It couldn't fly away so he got to touch him and "love him and call him George." Maybe I should learn how to be so happy that I squeal when I find a fly in the house.
I've tried to watch him closely so he doesn't try to snuggle with a wasp. If he ever does, it may be the end of his love of bugs.

Star Valley

Labor day weekend was spent in Wyoming. Although it is more work for me the kids love it.

It is just fun to play with cousins. They are built in friends.




I'm slowly losing the battle to get a kitty. Brian and the boys all want one. But I am anti still. I'm hoping that if Kyle visits other peoples pets he will be satisfied. But I know its only a matter of time.

The Park

Brothers.


I love living right across from a park. The boys do too.