April 18th

Before Matt and I left Granny B and Granddad's house, there was a little backyard baseball to be played between Wy and Daddy.

My awesome dog that still barks, jumps, and turns flips because of the thing hanging in the tree.  He is eight years old now...and he has been doing it since he was a puppy... EVERY SINGLE TIME he is let out in the backyard.