His Fathers Son

Tell me if this isn't my husbands son.....

I guess it's instinct or something manly that just happens that I'll never understand, but Hill has located the grill brush - - and it is on!  Every time we go outside we have to go to the grill and get the grill brush while we carry around our drink and play outside.  When it's time to go inside he politely goes and hangs it back on the side of the grill as if it's special.  To my boys a nasty grill brush is golden, I don't get it.

It's a Mini Chip.

I guess I just need to get Chip a daddy sized sippy cup and they will be two peas in a pod.

Silly Boys, Bless My Heart.