...was the GRAND son of a preacher man, yes he was!...

Lately, I've taken to preaching like my Grandad and Grandpa! I carry around my "little Bible" and rant and rave from some major point in the room... you know, like from standing on the top of my toy box- or like here, from the harth of the fireplace.

Thatcher takes a Dive

Ashtyn takes a Dive

My ticket to college????

Probably not if I can't figure out that a soccer ball isn't used for shooting hoops... but still...

SWIM LESSONS!!

Attempts at Singing... we're a work in progress! :)

So Thatcher has been singing this particular song ALL the time at home... (I'm so thankful for Miss Debbie at church who comes to the preschool area for song time!)

I tried to film him without assistance- watch how that went. It's funny, but you can't understand anything. The second time I helped him, but by then we'd actually sung this song about 47 times (which is why I decided to tape him) so he wasn't all that focused. WHAT? My kid has "shiny ball syndrome?!" Wonder where he got that from? LOOK! A Chicken! Enjoy!

Who Says White Boys Can't Dance?!?!