Good Times

To commemorate Memorial Day and the new swing set in my parents back yard we were invited over for a Bar b q. To our surprise and Max and Jesse's delight, not only was Katelynn there, but Bruno and Coco, Anna and Ben's huge dogs. After a few years of getting used to them, now they love them and can't get enough of playing with them. And as you can probably see by the pictures, the dogs don't mind them either. We have had our screams of fear, but they have been replaced with squeals of delight and dogs barking for the ball to be thrown so they can "fetch". Now they always ask if they can go to Aunt Anna's and play with Bruno and Coco. They must take after their father because I don't have a dog lovin' gene in me. (I know, so pathetic and inhumane). I can do without dog drool, and dog poo. I have kids, thank you very much, I get enough (of drool and poo). Plus, I have had too many run ins with MEAN dogs that have caused me to draw the line. So, with all that being said, all four of the men in my life have been asking and begging for a dog and telling me all the great times they would have with this dog. Maybe one day, I'll cave in, like Anna. But I do not want to take care of it. Enough with my rant, on to the pics of our day.


Lovin' the new swing set

The dog whisperers