Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Summer in Manson!!

We've had a pretty good summer, and the boys are living it up.  Ryker is doing what most of us wish we could do all summer: nap!
Rock asked me if he could go golfing with me, so of course I told him yes.  He put on his best collared shirt, his golfing shorts and shades.  He was ready.
He's not quite far enough along for me to plan retirement, but he's getting there.
He kept wanting to chase down the balls that he hit, even though the range drops down off the tee boxes.
Between his swings he helped me out by recording my swing.  It's not much better than his.
Also, a gentleman always replaces his divots.  Even on the range.
Look at that moon shot!
The battery ran out on the way home, after begging me to leave him there for Grandpa to come pick him up.
We've also been letting the boys roam free down by lake.  Ryker really loves the water, but doesn't love not getting to be in the water.
He constantly tries to get through the holes in the fence.
"Curse you, ample thighs!  Curse you!"
Rock enjoys rolling on the path and showing off for the chicks.
After we let the boys down some kiddie cones.  Ryker learned the hard way that he doesn't like brain freezes.
"Stop the freeze!  Stop it with Hot Tamales!"
 
Rock loved his cookie dough ice cream almost as much as he loved kicking back and soaking in the sunshine.
In other news, we have an x-ray!  The office is really starting to look like a real thing!  We are going to take turns x-raying each other until someone turns into the Hulk (just kidding, everyone knows that the Hulk drank something or got injected.  Or, maybe it was a magic cream or something.  Maybe people don't know).
The sixty year old bathroom doesn't look sixty anymore.
Here's a narrated tour by our very own DeA!
As a bonus, here is Rock showing the proper way to do a decline push up.

1 comment:

  1. This is awesome, you guys! Congrats on the beautiful clinic! It's looking great! Makes us want to move to Washington...

    Dustin and Ari Grether :)

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