Okay, the first person to harsh on me about my lack of blog updates is gonna get a Dave-sized boot up their butt (it's the American way, according to Toby Keith)! I have been so busy. How busy? So busy that I don't know whether to brush my butt or wash my teeth. THAT'S how busy I've been. Above, witness me coaching Jack to pee outside right off the highway. We were heading to McCook when he said he had to go. This was one of three stops that day that produced zero yellow snow. He's doing a great job on the potty training thing. Most days... Here's our little cheeser noodle. He has his Transformer shoes on (or as he prefers to have them called: his 'robot shoes'; if you make that mistake, he'll quickly inform you) with big boy pantaloons and an alien pajama top. Classy ensemble.
Jack and his snowman. We got a card in the mail from 'Mr. Snowman' one day. Only in a small town would something like that happen. You can read all about it here.
We jetted to GI for a vball tournament a couple weekends ago. Here is Jack with Jace, Jay and Nanci's son. They are adorb together, no diggety, no doubt.
A common interest: Whatever that toy is they're playing with.
Our boys. Such lookers.
Yes, the carpet is still around. No, it won't be for long. But that look? Let's hope it catches on.
The dudes doing the dishes. We're awesome.