
Here's Jack's newest bruise. I got to answer all sorts of questions this weekend at church about it - ah, the joys of mothering a rough, tough boy. This particular "contusion" (yes, this is how a churchgoer referred to the bump) occurred in the kitchen. Mom, Jack and Josie were having a dance party to 98.7 KLUV (oldies) and he slipped and caught the kitchen tile on his forehead. Poor little guy. He is for sure rough tough real stuff, though, for all of you Aggies, because he barely cried. He moved right on to his next activity. Here are the kids during our quick farm visit this weekend. Jack is singing "Take me out to the Ballgame.....for it's one, two, three strikes you're out at the ol' ballgame!" We love our big bruiser and sweet little sis!






















