is the apple of my eye. And a darn good chicken wrangler too! Yesterday my hubby hollered "the chickens are out of the garden!" So kiddos job is to herd them back into the garden. It was very warm so he was wearing shorts but everyone knows you HAVE to herd chickens in cowboy boots. So he threw them on and went to wrangle chickens. I thought he looked cute/silly in shorts and boots so I took photos.
They grow up so fast. Recently he "gave me" some new rules for when we are in front of his friends:
No picking knots out of his shoe laces
No picking lint of his clothes
And Absolutely no smoothing his hair down.
Well humph! Thank goodness hugs are ok! Moms hug those little boys tight while they will still let you:)
Note: that chicken is Buttercup. The cute little yellow puff ball that tried to eat my freckles. Shes all grown up!
