Wrestling season has finally come to a close so I now get home in time to hang out with the family. We went to the park this week to celebrate. I just want to let you know that we are praying for you Auntie Sunshine. I didn't know about your diagnosis until I read your post a few days(weeks?) ago. We are all thinking about you and hope to see you soon. Keep us updated on your progress. 

Swinging with mom is too cool. Yes, mom is using her hand just like the doctor told her she probably never would be able to at least not in the first nine to twelve months after the accident. (It has been just over 4 months! Mandy is amazingly resilient. They told her that she would never have the twisting motion back in her wrist. Look at it in the picture, twisted. God has truly blessed us with some amazing healing. 

First time to swing, priceless. 

You could say that he was pretty excited about the swing. 

We ran into Uncle Brad at the hospital while visiting Lukes Great Grandfather. Strangely, Luke and Brad have the same taste in jackets. (Brokeback Mountain jokes do apply for Uncle Brad.) 

Howdy! (No Brokeback Mountain jokes, please) 

Just chillin' in the yard. 

Fifteen months and making his skating debut. Luke wanted to give it a try while mom vaccumed out the van.  

Lukes dramatic re-enactment of "Blair Witch Project" minus all of the foul language (or any language for that matter) and stick men. 

If you can't ride the skateboard, let the skateboard ride you. He fell a few seconds later and now has a skint up chin from the griptape. First of many booboos. 

This one is for Lukes Godfather, Sam. We finally have enough hair to "comb". 

Dirt, snot, sweat, and candy. Have you ever seen a cuter face?