Sunday

Max came home from a jam packed weekend at his dads yesterday….(playing outside in the woods, catching snakes, hunting for deer bones, making forts, riding his bike, and playing with his buddy in the rain)…..the minute he walked in the door he complained that he was “bored.” What? I was positive he would be exhausted and want to take a warm shower and share a pizza snuggled on the couch! I told him to go out in the garage with Frank and find something to do……(….being bored is when creativity shines)

This is what he did. Those are my old license plates from my last car!