Day 3: Backyard Shenanigans

The boys felt the need to show out after yesterday's post and start the Perfect Storm party even earlier today.  No amount of chocolate and peanut butter was going to ease the pain of today's unexplained crying fits and destruction of property, so we headed outside for a breath of fresh air. 

Today, I'm thankful for a big ol' backyard where everyone can spread out and quit annoying the stink out of each other.  My husband bought our house as a single man when he first moved to town, six years ago. I'm convinced that the only thing he saw was the backyard.  It's big enough for a football game, bleachers, and a concession stand.  Forget the actual house, he was in love with the backyard.  

When I moved in, the house was filled with a whole lot of University of Tennessee orange, and while I fully support the team, I do not support decorating my house with that color palette. So, at that point, the backyard was the most redeeming quality of the house. 

I consider it a huge blessing and I'm grateful to have so much space for the boys. 

J-man and Knox

Tyson and Knox

(That poor dog follows anyone around with his ball, 

hoping for some action. 

Bless his heart.)

Plenty of room for Tyson to practice his weird new crawl.  

Butt up, straight legs. 

J-man making a run for Mama's water bottle while she is taking pictures. Nice try, buddy, but I'm on to you. 

Bandit the Wonder Dog doing what he does best . . . chasing shadows.   

This kid. Those two teeth.  

So darn cute. 

I will be even more thankful when the boys get to an age that I don't have to be concerned they may be eating something guh-ross that they found laying in the yard. (We have two dogs. . . you see where I'm going with this. . .)

And on that note . . .

I'd love to hear what YOU are thankful for today?