Cats and Dawgs

A few months ago my Uncle Steve organized a team to participate in the Super Jock & Jill half marathon. Our team name was Cats and Dawgs. We all wore "uniforms" to show who we supported the UW or WSU. Dad, Mom and myself thankfully opted out of the rivalry and chose to show our support for our Alma Matter and went as CWU Wildcats.

Poor Joel was the only one representing the Cougs. Good thing he can hold his own with the heckling that came from my family.
My dad is awesome! The oldest in our group and he was the only one who ran the entire half marathon.

Camilla and Mom. Aren't they the cutest!?

Meredith and Auntie Patty. They are pretty cute too!
Me and my running partner.

Luke, Joel and I participated in the 4 mile run

Next up for The Cats and Dawgs is the Leavenworth Marathon. We were all fired up after Monday to put together a team relay. This time Josh gets to participate while Grandma pulls babysitting duty. Can't wait.

Also fitting for the Cats and Dawgs post. Here is B with his new Cat Forklift. He is quite the little boy and is loving the collection of Cat equipment that he is getting.

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Baby B isn't a baby anymore! Last week he turned one. Grandma T and Holly came over to see him for his Birthday. Of course we convinced Grandma to bring a cake.

Dane was visiting Joel and his birthday was last weekend, Branson was nice enough to share his cake with him.

Best buddies, Dakota and Branson, admire the cake.

I won't bore you with a million pictures of B opening his presents, but you can tell he loved everything he got.

Needless to say, He is not lacking in toys or attention!

I was working at the fair Saturday morning, B got some quality time with Grandma and Auntie Holly. Big thanks to them for also doing all the prep for the party too.


Friday morning I was working at Pam's Booth at the fair. Thankfully Auntie Sue came to rescue Branson (and Me!) and took him to play with the Sandersons. Here is a picture Sue sent of B in the wheat box. Needless to say I am still finding wheat all over the house, but he loved it.He also loved the tractors...

and the animals...

and covering his mama in spit!

This past week Branson has learned a new word...Ball. He says it at least 500 times a day! We give credit to Uncle Jason and Auntie Sue who got him this ball set.