Animalistic Behavior is Hard Work

A day at the Zoo can be very hard work. I mean, seeing all the animals, spending time with cousins, measuring up to the gorillas, and snacking can be tiresome.

Give me another year or two...

Can anyone tell which cousin likes to ride the train?

This picture says it all.

"We had a way great, play date..... With you!"

For those familiar with Blues Clues, I hope you are singing the song right now. Once I started to organized the pictures for this post, I kept singing it over and over again.

On July 31st, the cousins had a special play date at Bentley's house. The afternoon was filled with eating lunch, swimming in the pool, jumping on the tramp, and just laughing with the other cousins. The pictures from the play date demonstrate Ashy's ability to use his imagination. Ashton is now getting to the point where rather than just sitting around and watching the others, he is emerging and trying to follow and play with the other kids. It is definately an exciting time.

Apparently, Ashton is the only one in this picture holding an imaginary watermellon. And he does it so well.

"It must be my imagination, but I swear there was a cupcake here a minute ago."

Fun With Bubbles!

And No! Bubbles is NOT the girl next door. We put the bubble machine to the test by making it frantically work to keep the excitement floating in the air. Ashy reaches to pop the bubbles in the air, but then ultimately gets a concerned look on his face when the freshly popped bubble sprays bubble juice on his hands. He is so sensory and aware of what he has on his hands.

24th of July

The boys of Crazy Double Trouble celebrated the 24th of July by going to the Butlerville Days Festival. The weather did not want to cooperate with us, but we did enjoy the parade. Ashton had a front row seat while he witnessed the excitement of police motorcycles, fire trucks, classic cars, floats, bands, and dancers. Aside from the rain that began to fall, Ashton's highlight was a blue dum dum sucker. Now I thought I had seen that boy concentrate in the past. He definately wins any awards that are offered for the dedication he put into devouring the little sucker.


During the morning hours, I ran in the Draper Days 5k race with Kim and Lisa. For some unknown call of nature, we were seperated during the first mile, but I was able to watch my two sisters bolt across the finish line. I am now starting to feel the pressure of stepping it up to an 8k race. Stay tuned...

Just a little stretching.

The runners.

Later that afternoon...

Here come the police motorcycles.

Wow, the fire trucks are loud.

The art of concentration.

In the evening hours...

Assume the position.