...We'we hunting wabbits!
Or ducks, as it were.
In addition to his birthday party, our trip to Texas was full of lots of exciting events. Bears passionately hunted various forms of fowl prey but it soon became clear that it was really foul play, as those blasted birds kept eluding him.
He also tried his hand at picking oranges in Grandma and Papa's orchard but while he's very powerful, he couldn't quite muster up enough force to actually pry them from the tree. It was close, though, I'm sure of it.
He spent quite a bit of time riding on daddy's shoulders on this trip...
...rode with Grandma down some slides...
...decided that tractors are pretty "meh."
Here we are grinning like idiots but little did we know that Ryan's Grandma was looking at Bears with despair in her eyes. Ryan's mom later explained that back in the day, only the most destitute of people would let their children go without shoes. And there Bears is, proudly showing off his bare (bear) hobo feet. Apparently, it was pretty surprising that she let us leave without forcing some money on us so that we could buy shoes for him.
Hangin out with Grandma in some fancy new clothes from his cousins...
...hangin out with Papa right before bedtime...
...hangin on the swing. He's a pretty big fan of it.
Bears and grandma going down slides
He was very brave for the first one but the second one rattled him a bit. He got over it fast though.
That top picture after reading the title made both Tim and I lol big time.
ReplyDeleteBears looks quite stealthy as he's hunting those foul fowls.
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