We cannot believe that August is ending. Traxton is crawling and crawling. He learned how to flush the toilet today. He thought that it was wonderful and I am sure we are in for some trouble! He has a tooth on the bottom left. He says, "dadadada." He is also giving hi-five.
Braylea cannot wait to start preschool next week. She is so excited. She is growing so tall. We went hunting last night with Papa Rick and she was such a good hunter. We were on a hill looking things over and she just piped up and said, "Mom...I will walk over into those woods with Grandpa... over there by the Russian Olives. You go down to the left and look for some deer." She heard a coyote and was a little scared that it might come over by us. It sure was howling. She "thinks" that she has a coyote trap (a hill that she has dug some holes in at the house). She checks her traps very regular. She has not caught anything yet. She informed Grandpa Kerry that it is not in season to catch the coyotes until morning time. She is our little hunter!