While raking up the trillions of gumballs from our sweetgum tree I discovered a frog (ok so I thought it was dead but waited until Uncle Pete and Gramps came over to ask them to dispose of it. Oops it was actually alive-Uncle Pete spared its life.) Boyd was intrigued. He wanted to touch it, luckily it jumped away before he could contract any warts. It actually climbed all the way up the tree. 


Boyd got to work mowing today and chased after uncle Pete when Uncle Pete
stole his mower.

After a hard days work, Boyd snuggled with Elmo and took him for a ride on the Firetruck. Actually, Boyd put up a fight with a temper tantrum when it came time to come inside. He was so flushed I thought he had gotten a sunburn; he's a nature boy. Elmo made him quickly forget about leaving the outside for a while.