Dad went ice fishing with the guys for the weekend so the kids and I headed down to the cities did fun stuff with grandma at the MOA. All is fun and games until someone starts puking in the middle of the night. It was a long ride home with that bucket in Kennedy's lap.
Notice the boys' short hair? When we got home on Sunday afternoon dad said "What happened to your hair?" Carter replied..."don't worry dad, I don't like it." When dad told him he thought it looked pretty nice Carter said "I was just kidding dad, feel the back, isn't it cool?"