So just in case anyone was following, I haven't said much about my not so little Jack. I was waiting for the right picture. Jack seriously considers himself a cowboy. As soon as he walks in the door from school, he puts on his cowboy boots, straps on his holster, puts in his play guns..... sometimes a squirt gun if that is all he can find.... attaches his handcuffs, and of course adds the hat. He plays the rest of the day like this. Sometimes he wears a cape or a plastic sword. He wears this gid-up to the doctor's office, the store, his friend's houses, etc. This is at the father's and son's campout for our ward. Apparently he really didn't catch this fish. The old guy next to them did and Jack just wanted to pose for a picture.
This is the couple's party this year. We are the groovy looking hippies front and center. What a fun group of people. We love our neighbors!!!! Matt made bell-bottoms this year and of course the wig. I was growing the "love-child" and we had our "van" outside. What a blast!!!
