
This weekend, was the first annual "river camp" (as I called it). Erik and our friend Chris, his son, Gunner..along with a friend, loaded up, headed down to the river to hunt, eat, shoot skeet, etc. A great time for father-son bonding, our Mills was too young to stay in 50 degree weather in a camper, but you can bet your life that Erik is itching to take him next year. We wanted Mills to participate the best way he could, so yesterday Sherry, Mills, and I met the guys down there for lunch...steak and potatoes = YUMMY!! We shot a while, rode the 4-wheeler etc. Mills had a ball. I think that yesterday was the dirtiest that child has ever been, but I did not care. That's what boys do. Right? I kept looking at his fingernails thinking, "How in the world am I going to get those clean?" Gross! It was extremely dusty, since it has not rained in weeks, and at one point, Mills decided he would literally lay down and roll.
The love of our lives was born on 8.13.09 and is the light of our lives. Mills is our happy, busy, typical little boy, who never slows down. He is a huge fan of Moose and Zee, Handy Manny and Mickey Mouse and loves playing with his "big-brother-dog," Joey. There is not a day that goes by that I don't look at this precious miracle given to us by God and sit in awe.



















1 comment:
Great pictures Amy! Mills looks so big! And yes, form this day forward the days of being clean have all past! HA!
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