Warning! Story about baby poop.
I have started to panic every morning when I hear the tell-tall sounds of Owen filling his diaper. Because I know I am in for an immediate mess! Just the other day I grabbed him from the couch to hurry and change him before he got a poopy back. Well this one was out the front and the sides, so I just hauled him to the tub and changed him in there, rinsed his clothes off and himself.
Here is Kent with his favorite past-time of coyote hunting. He tries to get outside whenever he can. He tells me hunting is our food storage, so he has to get out and practice. (No I would never ever eat disgusting coyote, but we have eaten rabbit, grouse, antelope and deer.)
This is Owen's "I just woke up" face, so no I'm not going to smile.






Mickele, that would be awesome if you made something out of the fabric!! Make sure you tell me all about it!


