The Brunette visits Coal Creek Farm

It was the brunette that braved another visit to Coal Creek Farm. The poor dear can't live without me. Sometimes she'll email me a picture of herself in an outfit and ask, "Does this go together?". She's an only child and I'm bossy enough to say, "Don't ever wear that skirt again. Throw it in the trash now!" And she usually listens to me.

And her husband, I swear, he is my little brothah from anothah mothah He acts so much like my dad it's frightening. I think he and my dad are about the same size too. Wittle, wittle, tiny guys with lots of spit and vinegar.

But, the best thing about these two are......

(April, I'm lovin' the black socks with the sweat pants, classy girl!)

the two cute little people that they made together. The girl is a precious little princess and the boy, oh, the little boy.....

ugh, how cute is he? He's so tiny compared to my boys. He's three years old and wearing a sweater that my boys out grew before they were two!

And he talks. Oh, Lord, does he talk. It doesn't seem right that such a tiny little baby should be saying so many words. I kept scooping him up and loving on him. I just couldn't stop kissing and hugging him no matter how many times he said, "Put me down! I wipe off yo kiss!" Right before they left to go back home.....


I decided I couldn't live without.....


EATING HIM ALL UP!!!! He was delicious.


My kids are too old and stringy! You know, they taste a little gamey.