I Smell A Good BBQ

We had our friends/neighbors-The Mendoza's over tonight to BBQ hot dogs and hamburgers. Then we cooked marshmallows over the fire and ate smores! They were so good. The kids played in the yard and had fun. Other than the smell of a campfire and having to do all the laundry the next day. . .it was good.



Brock has got to be the cutest little boy in the world! All night he would come up behind Ashleigh and put his arms around her and say: I wuv you! It was precious. Ash loves to babysit for them and Brock says that "hers is mine best friend." Every time he comes over-which he does often and most of the time without his parents knowing, he has to find Ash and run to her room. He will say: "Where's my Ashwee?" "I need her right now!" "Can I go down to hers room?" We all think he is it-too cute and silly. Just the other night Ash and Christian were on the front lawn hitting the baseball back and forth. Ash had the bat and Christian was throwing to her. Brock sat on a soccer ball and was cheering for Ashwee all the way. He would yell: "Way to go, Ashwee."