Catch All

I've had some pictures on my phone for awhile now and I haven't got around to posting them.  Nothing particularly ground breaking, but stuff you had probably better see.

First we have Grandpa and Nash changing a tire when we went to go pick up Dad's Bobcat.  A nice "Manly" moment.  It's the kind of thing he'll remember even if he doesn't remember he remembers.

Now we move to a note left to me by my children.  I believe it was Autumn, and after you see it, you'll see I'm not the only one that is "specil"...

Some parents hope their children are Astronauts or cure cancer.  I have different goals for my children.  I hope they leave the house...of their own free will...NOT in the white coats that tie your hands behind your back.

Which leads to an incident that happened quite awhile ago.  I was in the kitchen, turned around, and was met with this.  I'm quite certain it was meant to be intimidating (or funny) but it really just made me wonder what kind of facility we'll house her in.  "Death Mobile" is what the sign says, but "Goofball Mobile" is what was intended...

And come one, how adorable is this little girl?  She's a keeper.