
This is me as a baby, and I just thought I'd prove that one of my kids looks something like me. Wyatt has my nose, and chins.
Five kids, four horses, one dog, a stray cat, one clothes line that keeps cloning socks, and two adults trying to keep their sanity.



This is how we spent our day-before-Thanksgiving. Climbing insane amounts of stairs. We went to Mt. Rushmore with Tim and Ashley, and Tim's parents. You can't see it in this picture, but there are LOTS of stairs. A little over a half mile of them actually. That might not seem that bad, but strap a couple kids to your body and you've got yourself a heck of a workout. Most people would probably be home, cleaning, getting food ready, but not me. I was out hiking and forgetting that you can't thaw a turkey overnight. Yeah, I forgot the turkey. I know I know, TURKEY DAY!!!!!!!!!! Who forgets the turkey?! It all worked out, because the turkey that I'd bought to begin with turned out to be much too big for the frier (I'd like to point out that this was not actually my fault) and we had to get a smaller one anyway. So, as they say, all's well that ends well. I'll post soon and let you know if it ends well.

The swiffer breaks down and I can make it a perfect size for him, and he loves it.
I'm sure there are plenty of comments I could make about him going to work for the government someday, but I'll leave those to your imaginations....