Cooties

Yep, we got cooties. Presumably from PMO, since we all know little kids are germ factories. We had grand plans for this weekend, but most were cut short to stay home and lay low while all 4 of us recover from PMO Cooties. We did squeeze in a visit at Piedmont Park with our friends the Wistricks. We had not seen them in a while so we all caught up while Cole and Grady ran around and played. We also watched some very disappointing football, and played, played, played! Here we are, at Piedmont Park. Check out our mad frisbee skills, dude!

Bonus points to whomever can tell me what is different in the picture below. This is Keith before we started watching the Tivo'd UGA game.


See how nicely we play alongside each other? This peace lasts maybe 5 minutes, then we're back to smacking each other and stealing toys.

And birthday shoutout to Rhett, little man turned 4 this past Friday! Happy birthday, Rhett! Aunt Trudi is sorry she didn't post this on Friday, but at least she called and mailed you a million dollars, so hopefully you can find it in your heart to forgive.

And yes, he wrote his name all by himself! Nice job!