Little man

Baseball

He plays ball, she gets dirty.  Fun times for all!

Does this shirt make me look fat?

And so it begins

Baseball season has hit here in Montana.  Somewhere between 70 degrees, hail storms, a small snow storm, and a day of rain, we managed to have our first baseball practice.  The majority of the time was spent learning where all of the positions are and how to run through first base.  And to think that it all just comes naturally.  Every kid on the team ran to the pitcher's mound when told to run to center field.  Thinkers.

Maci spent her practice day running around with her friend Kimber and picking up a new friend.  That little guy has no idea what he's gotten himself into.  They managed to fill a helmet about half full with grass and put it on Kimber's head, only 2 of the 3 hit their heads on the bleachers and cried, and only one got stuck in the fence.  All in all, a great day!  ;)

New boy (who is either looking at them in awe or thinking the two girls are nuts), Kimber, & Maci.

Ryder, Cash, & Colter

Our family portrait.

Cash drew this picture of our family.  You'll notice one extra person.  Nope.  Not pregnant.  That would be Uncle Rico.  Welcome to the fam little bro!

Pull ups

We told the kids to go downstairs and put their pullups on. There was silence. Then laughter.  Then running and more laughing.  Then there was this......

Kids vs Adults

We finally have a kid's bathroom.  You know the one.....toothpaste on the mirror (how in the world?), unflushed toilets (and I know they didn't decide to go green - yellow let it mellow, brown flush it down), more toys in the tub than in their rooms, and the ever present fight for who gets the middle of the sink.  Ah yes.  Fend for yourselves kiddos.....the adults are upstairs, kids downstairs.