Crazy Cousins

Yesterday, Brandon and I took Gracie and Isaac to Chuck E. Cheese. Clean, No. Fun, HECK YES!!!! I DO NOT like Chuck E. Cheese. It's a breeding ground for germs, viruses, and Lord knows what else. But, my son and Gracie had an absolute ball. In between handwashings, of course.

We followed up Chuck E. Cheese with an yummy Orange Julius at the mall and some good ol' rocket launching while driving home. We sure a safe, clean bunch of hooligans, eh?

If you've never met my niece, Gracie, you need to. She is a pistol; a fun, sparkling kiddo with an incredible personality and a quick wit. Her laughter is infectious - it sounds like bubbles erupting out of her and I can't help but laugh when I hear it. She's a Sawyer through and through - she likes earrings and barbies, but knows the difference between a shotgun and a rifle. While her and Isaac bicker like siblings, they make each other laugh more than anything. They've been able to spend more time together the past few weeks than they have in their whole lives. Uncle Matt and Isaac have bonded, too and are sure to be hunting/fishing buddies in the years to come. I think in a few weeks, Matt and Brandon will be taking the kiddos camping at the lake with Papa. Papa doesn't know it yet, but they'll have a blast. And mommy will be able to update the blog in the piece and quiet. See? Everyone wins.