boys will be boys.

It was another great weekend at the lake. Beme and granddaddy Rice came over in the Gator. P's eyes lit up immediately when he saw the green and yellow 4-wheeled buggy.

Taylor took P for a lap....

And then another....

And then another.


Then P and I tested out the horn. It was LOUD and P loved it! Until it broke. Sorry, granddaddy! The gator provided loads of fun for Taylor and P this weekend. It always does! (According to James, the Gator has been around since Taylor and uncle Blake were little. Twenty years or so. Nothing runs like a Deere.)

P was worn out from our trip to the lake. On our way home, he fought sleep as hard as he could fight.


And sleep finally won.