Yesterday

Mason and Mom have been doing a lot of gardening.  As you can see it's a really big space for a garden, but to be honest we calculated in quite a large margin for error.  Whether its the terrible clay like soil, the fact it's filled with rocks, or my lack of skills the odds are high that at least 50 percent of what we planted will not survive.  Thus the big garden and plans to freeze as many successful veggies as possible.  Regardless of the low probability of success we sure enjoy playing in the dirt.

Messing with Mason.  This little guy has been hilarious lately.  He's been throwing, what Mitch has come to call, happy fits.  Because that's pretty much what they are.  Out of no where, it seems, Mason will squeal really loud, and throw his hands up in the air.  In the store the other day he kept chirping like a bird while looking around to see who was watching.  Everyone was watching!  This grandma fell in love with him because he was so funny.  He even flashed her a cheesy grin and showed off all his teeth, but just for her.  It was adorable.  

So of course when Uncle Aaron came over we had a little fun with Uncle Aaron's new specks. 

(Once again excuse my laughing, it's just so hard not to)