September 24th

Wyatt and Matt had a  little "father son" time setting up the tent in the backyard.  Getting ready for tonight.  Wyatt has been waiting all summer for the big "camping trip"...even if it is 15 feet away from our back door. 

 

Matt and I couldn't find Wyatt at dinner time.  We called for him...but no answer.  We looked all over the house...it took us a while to realize we needed to be looking on the floor in the corner of the room.  I guess the dog bed just seemed to look cozy to him.