Missing My Boys

So my little bubba went fishing to Wyoming with Davy for the holiday weekend. I miss them like crazy. After one day, I was ready for them to come home. On Wednesday morning, Porter came into our room at 7:30am with his backpack, hat, and shoes on saying, "I'm ready to go Daddy." When I kissed him goodbye in the car, he told me, "Okay, Mommy it's time to get out of the car. Daddy and I are leaving now."
That night when they called me, he was too busy to talk as he was "seeing more cousins." I'm glad he's having such a great time. He loves riding the four-wheeler and hiking. Davy said he also loves letting the fish go after Davy catches them. I sure can't wait until Sunday for them to come home. Khloe and I miss them terribly.

Here's Porter at Utah Lake a couple of weeks ago.

On the knee-board with Aunt Kes.

He LOVES to drive the boat with Papa. What a wonderful boy! He's such my buddy these days. I absolutely love his personality and this stage of life. Three year olds, namely mine, are so much fun. Mommy sure loves you Porter Max.