How are things at your place? Here? Well, our little rock star came down with another case of the preschool ickies - this time he has taken his papa down with him.
Poor guys.
Before they fell ill, we, like everyone else, headed outside last weekend to enjoy some much needed warm sun and fresh air. We went to one of our favorite places - Red Top Mountain.
Papa found a perfect family spot for the four of us. A nice little picnic area right on the water. Great for skipping stones, climbing rocks, soaking up sun and enjoying your first ever chicken leg.
While my two big boys threw stones in the water and listened for boats and helicopters, my babe and I lounged around and took advantage of some quiet time.
Which didn't last long. Papa spotted a crow - and since I just happen to carry a crow call in my car (what you don't?) ....
out came the call and on came the noise. Nap time over Bro Bro.
He's got bird calling down pat. He's even perfected his bird calling stance - one leg in the air, one arm twisted behind.
Papa dubbed him a rock star. Get it - because we couldn't keep him from climbing the rocks once we showed him how to get to the top.
Our chicken leg eating, skipping stone, crow calling rock star.
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