Booker's newest obsession is bugs and fish... gee, fancy that! One evening while I was mowing the lawn, my neighbor Rachel took the boys to her house to play. Booker found two rolly pollies and put one in each hand. And he held them. And he held them. He just carried on playing like they weren't even there. Then, when he need his hands, he would set them down, do what he needed, and pick them back up. Booker got a fishing pole for his birthday and finally got to go "fishing" with dad. I think it was more of a treat for Dusty than it was Booker. Dusty has been waiting for the day that he can take his boys hunting and fishing. Booker caught two fish on his first trip out. They are two peas in a pod, and I think this picture proves it.
Before we left to Mexico, Bodey decided that there is a party in his crib... every night! I used to just lay him down and whalla! he was asleep. Not anymore... see for yourself:
1 comment:
Ohhhh, I miss those little guys sooo much. That cracks me up about the rolly bugs. There is something fascinating about them, ya have to agree. But this thing about the grandparents. They are so lucky. It ain't fair!!
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