Just running down the train tracks. You know, the usually saturday morming activity when we don't catch any fish.
The CNS park is awesome. Not only is the playground all fenced in, but they have a sandbox. Normally McKay would not spend all his time in the box, but he found some Bob the Builder toys, and that was all she wrote. The rest of the time was playing with his toy friends.
Just enjoying the mist off of one of the upper falls at Buttermilk Falls State Park.
Who says that we don't encourage reading? (If you look closely you will see that he is not reading a book, but rather a catalog of Thomas the Tank Engine and Friends. This may explain his obsession of the trains)
McKay's good buddy Nathan came over for dinner. Nathan is moving to Utah and McKay is going to miss trading trains during sacrament meeting, "sharing toys" when they visit, his train table, his cat Bella, and all the other fun times that they had together. We wish the Johnson's well, and thank Scott for contributing to my wardrobe via Intramural championship t-shirts.
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