A Sleepover with Bradster

We took our older by 5 days bud Brady for a sleepover this weekend, which was bliss for Dude.  And for Brady.  It was Dude's best pal's first sleepover and he was a total champ.  No tear, no fears, not a whole lotta sleep but a lotta laughing (giggling) and play time.  We spent Friday night at the park with the McKinsters and let the boys play till their hearts content, which meant 11:00pm sleep time.  Naturally they were awake by 5:50am, which was awesome for Tim and me.  Since we were all vertical we headed out for an early Saturday morning hike.  Lair of the Bear is one of our favorite close to home mountain adventures.  It's flat, runs along a stream and still feels like you're far away from "life."  All 3 kids hiked around, throwing rocks and sticks, searching for snakes and ginormous leaves, climbing trees and left completely wiped out.  I would imagine Bradster slept the afternoon away after we dropped him off.  Dude was out for the count. 

It was a fun 24 hours with our two little men.  Between them we must have answered about 24,679 questions ranging from..."Uncle Tim, if I punch the air am I punching God?" to "Aunt Gwen, let's not ready about the firetrucks.  What would we do tonight if there was a fire at this house and where would we sleep and would I take my blanket?" They kept us on our toes fo sho.    

 Yes, I dressed Squirt in a dress and leg warmers for our hike.  I realized in the midst of the dirty forest that perhaps this wasn't the most logical or practical choice of attire, but man did she look darling. 

 He can't look dashing in EVERY photo....

 We hung out here for half hour while all 3 kids threw rocks and leaves in the river and watched them "swirl and crash" down the waterfall.  It was awesome on so many levels. 

 Oh how we wish this tree was a permanent fixture in our backyard.  Hours and hours of God created entertainment.

 Can you guess what animal they all imitated as loud as humanly possible? 

 This one's ready for a little Jane Fonda baby.