My Little Characters!

I'm not sure where to begin.  I've been meaning to sit down at the computer and jot down a few things that have been going on around here.....but those "few things" have literally kept me running to and fro so much that I just haven't had a second.  First off, we're in baseball season!  When I say "in" I mean in it up to our throats and loving every second.  I have already lost my mind and all that goes with that cheering on my two favorite boys.  Somebody please create a pill for all of us overly competitive, super intense, slightly out-of-control, helicopter moms.  Step one is recognizing the problem, right?  Now get me some meds for it!:)  All that aside, the boys are loving every minute of it and making great friends along the way.  When we haven't been at the ball field (which is not much), the boys are totally emerged in their alter-egos.  Some days that would be the Lone Ranger and his lofty sidekick, Tonto.  Some days it is Matt Dillon and Chester from Gunsmoke.  And since our recent visit to Nashville where the boys' favorite pastime is watching Three Amigos with their Pops, they now hop into the rolls of Lucky Day and Dusty Bottoms.  It's a never-ending cycle and I'm just along for the ride sneaking pics for proof of all I endured.  Regardless of the starring role, a gun, a horse, and lots of shouting is involved.  I find myself dodging cowboys left and right just walking from my bedroom to the kitchen.  I thought last night when the boys finally crashed and the house was quiet, I much prefer little cowboys shooting guns in the air and steering their horses wildly around than quiet any day of the week.  These are the days!  I'm posting some pics to show our ongoing theme here.  There's a picture of Beau on the pitcher's mound taken right before he shouted to me in the stands that he's "WEALLY, WEALLY HUNGRY!" and pointed to the concession stand.  Nice timing!  And a picture of the boys crashed out in the car after a day of running around in Nashville.  This is how it happens.  We go and go and then.....out!  I call that kind of napping MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!  Love, love, love my two jokers!