A Father's Son

The other day when it snowed I decided Cayten and I would go out and play in the snow. Cayten is so much his father's son . . . he said, "we can't play in the snow, we have to shovel first" And so we did . . .





Another example of him being his father's son . . . always correcting me when I am wrong or doing things wrong . . . I was putting my sweater on and I said "Cayten, hand me my shirt" and he goes on to say . . . "It's not a shirt mom, it's a sweater" . . . TWO OF THEM IN THE HOUSE, OH NO!

I don't have any pictures of Rysa. I am hoping to make some sugar cookies and taking V-Day pictures . . . . If I do, they will be up tomorrow so stay tuned!