my boys at the end of '06

I should have known not to attempt this without the aid of an assistant, but I tried anyway. In this house there seems to be a direct correlation between being shirtless and being absolutely CRAZY. It all started out somewhat sane, but quickly went downhill after that....












Ahhh... the wrestling begins


Gray's leg, Miller's please-feed-me-a-sandwich body




I love these little gems of Gray. They are so him.



Everett looks less than amused.



Look at my armpits! Look at my armpits!


Miller making the infamous, every-boy-knows-how-to-make-them armpit farts, and Gray mid-kick on his way to make contact with his little brother's head (again.) And Everett, still immersed in his toy cell phone.