Someday soon (hopefully) I'll be able to take more photos of Kenyon when he's outside doing really fun stuff - riding on the tractor, pushing calves up the alleyway, loading trucks, etc. Currently, during those times I don't have my camera or phone in my hand. I'm either chasing after him or holding him back so he isn't immediately trampled. All in good time....
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| Rocks, rocks, rocks. You can never have enough rocks. |
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| Super hero cape or fresh out of the shower? Maybe both. |
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| Dancing in what will soon be his new room. |
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| Great Grandma's cupcakes. Not much better in life. |
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| This is what we look like when we run out of Grandma's cupcakes. Seriously, we told him there were no more and this was the look. I sent this picture to Grandma and she brought over reinforcements the next morning. |
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| Morning run. I love this smirk. |
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| Reading up on the markets. I promise I did NOT pose this shot. I was cooking supper on the stove last night and turned around to find this. |
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| He found the only mud puddle in a 10 acre radius and played in it as much as possible. |
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| We're not big on clothes, can you tell? Winter is going to be oh so cruel to us. |
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| Just hanging out, having a beer with his buddy, Justin. |
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| The face that will launch 1,000 trips to the principal's office. |
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| On second thought, maybe you shouldn't help me while I crochet...... |
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| We have an addiction to feed caps. |
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| What is there not to love about spaghetti? Nothing. Trust him. |
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| The end. |
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