Random

 Found this "rock" under our roses after a rain storm. It was hissing and snapping--so freaky! So, Mr. Snapping Turtle, who was about 18 inches long, was shoveled into a bin and transported. (Thank you, Rob!)

 These two are becoming quite good friends. They're both mischievous and hilarious.

 That's right! (Robbie is my little photographer)

 (Can't figure out why these aren't horizontal, but whatever). Robbie left 6 of these forming a path to under my pillow, where I found . . .

 this. Sweet boy. So thoughtful. It was just because.

 Daddy does story time every night. We do family scriptures and prayer, and then while I put Jimmy to bed he spends time with the big boys. They always get one book and one scripture story from the Gospel Picture Kit.

 Ty got hooked the moment he lept into the air and caught his first football. So, they run routes now. With helmets.

 And . . . they tackle each other.

 Without pads.

 But no worries, Mom. Jimmy is still a wannabe!

 Scoot over! Seriously . . . I am destined to a lonely life alone on a chair, begging to watch something with pretty things while they watch boy stuff.

 Our house is the congregating place for all the kids in the neighborhood. So . . . this is just a typical afternoon.

 All the boys with their bows.  Yes, even Jimmy. No worries, his and Ty's arrows are blunted.

 A Jimmy face.

 A Ty thing. He wanted to try on all his ski gear. Two days in a row . . .

Robbie put this on his bedroom door. I'll translate: Boys allowed. No girls allowed unless they're my friend and Mom and Dad.  Guess that pretty much deters any bad girls that might be lurking.