Our new pet

Over the weekend Cole got a hermit crab. He is doing such a great job taking care of it. The lady at the store asked him what he was going to name it. He did not hesitate one second, "Sam," he replied. Okay. Sam it is. I have no idea where he got that name, but it did make me laugh. He wants to feed it constantly, play with it nonstop, and today when it was raining...he wanted to rush home to check to make sure Sam was not scared. I think it is good that he have something to take care of; and to leave you with another quote from Cole: "Hermit crabs don't die, right?" Let's hope not. :)

The first time...

It was bound to happen and it did...Cole caught his first frog! He was so excited!! My first thought was EWWW...I am not cut out to be a mom of a boy. But, then after seeing how thrilled he was, I couldn't resist being excited also. He named him Hopper and played with him for a long time. He put him in a large bowl and carried him around for the whole evening. When it was time to let him go, we released him into the creek. For three days after, he looked for,caught, and played with the same frog. I think it lives under our slide.


It was also Landrey's first time to ride the rocking horse that Granddad made when Cole was her age. I have attached a picture of her riding it and one of Cole riding it when he was the same age (16 months). She can ride it all by herself and absolutely loves to make it go back and forth. She is constantly wanting to ride. Ride 'em cowgirl!