For the Love of being a Farm Boy

We got a few fun family pictures on Thanksgiving. They're nothing that'll grace a Christmas card, but they are us.. . . plain and simple. . . scowls and smirks. It was a little chilly on Thanksgiving- just so you know.

And, the height picture was my aunt's idea.


Malachi really was meant to be a farm boy. Don't ask me why, but he is just a complete pet lover. Sometimes though, he loves them too much! I think this cat was glad to get away.

Here is the rowdy new puppy. Malachi kept thinking he was going to bite, but he was just trying to play.


Malachi was in heaven on the farm. He loved all the cats and dogs and animals.




Logan wasn't as fond of the animals. He didn't want this dog to be in his picture. I know it doesn't really look like it, but he's trying to push the puppy away.

Fake a smile while nicely pushing the dog out of the picture:

And now he has the full shot to himself . . . . for just a second before the dog bounced in and knocked him over. End of photo shoot!

I thought this was a cute picture of my Zachary:

Mr. Farm Boy:

Cat-kisser:


Malachi has recovered from whatever stomach bug he had. He was great today. However, our daycare provider got it and her whole family has it now, so I'm guessing its only a matter of time before it really hits us. If its going to, I'd rather get it done with before Christmas. I hate not knowing if I'm contagious or not. Ugh.