| Joy. |
| Like father... |
| Like son. |
| Last man standing. |
| Joy. |
| Like father... |
| Like son. |
| Last man standing. |
The last two nights during the wee hours of the morning our bed has become crowded with kids and a kitty. Although it's close quarters, I cherish it, knowing that they are this size and age for such a short time.
The weather this weekend was beautiful after a bitter cold week or so. Yesterday tanner and the boys came over for lunch at mom and dad's and to spend the day. We took the kids to the park in the afternoon. Grandma Ann held lane and Truman' s hands as they walked to the park.