When you live in a house of all boys, you quickly come to realize how destructive they like to be. Here are some tanks having a war.
Add that destructive tendancy with fire and you have a mix for disaster!
I guess that is the losing tank?
We must have had a million packs of smoke bombs. The kids liked to make different colors.
There was so much smoke, Bren and I sat on the porch and got high. Or got lung cancer. Take your pick.
Then there are the always fun parachutes. Of course you have to run and catch them before they hit the ground!
Look at that handsome dude!!!
Gotta show off my patriotic earrings!
Have to show off the porch and the house and all of the hard work we have been doing!
This is the masterpiece. Do you know how hard it is to dig stones into ground that has tree roots in it? 'Bout killed me!!!
Awww, but doesn't it look nice? (Ignore the fact that the tree needs some SERIOUS pruning!)
Now night has finally arrived and we can have the big finish!