Boys round here

So I have been getting some flack about my blogging consistency and to those of you who thinks its funny to pick on the under dog, the one who is trying to work and make a home and be the best mom she can be I would like you all to know that I have taken it to heart and I will work on blogging more often. Hopefully AT LEAST once a week. Will that satisfy the need?? I know I am in high demand :)

So on this big occasion of breaking out the blogger and dusting it off I shall share with you all the latest craze in my house and that is daddy's boots. I don't know why my son feels the need to always drag his daddy's boots out and try to put them on all the while losing his balance and falling down just to get up again and try it all over again. Also I should mention that this whole time he is saying "boot, boot, boot" over and over and over again. There must be something magical about daddy's boots. This particular night though we had success putting on daddy's boots. Both of them!

And we parade around.....

These boots are the same ones that my very favorite friend who also happens to be photographer (I like to think of her as my family's personal photographer. It makes me think that I am a high roller) asked me when Lil Hoff was only 9 days old to bring them to his newborn photo shoot and we would photograph Lil Hoff laying in it. Well when he was only 9 days old he was too big or the boot was too small or he was too awake or whatever the reason it did not work, but now he is successfully wearing the boots.

When you live in the woods (and not a high roller) this is perfectly acceptable photo. Just a country boy hanging out in his diaper showing his guns and boots on the wrong feet. Sigh.....