this here is men's work...

Two weeks ago we got the phone call we've waited for nearly two years on... it was Carol, and Isaac was finally ready to come over and play at Zach's house. Any of you who know Isaac, understand how this could be such a monumental event- he's a little old man, set in his ways, sticking to his schedule, and since Zach's house has never been on his schedule before, it took him a couple of years to figure out how to pencil it in.

When we finally made it to our house, the boys headed straight for the back yard... and the mud. This is something Zach just can't enjoy with his sissy [are you kidding? Tali with a shovel, mud, and truck?] so it was cool for him to have someone to enjoy his strangely male imaginative play. Here they are strategically moving dirt from behind the garage to the middle of the back yard. There were also monster truck rallies in the dirt. Then things took a more somber turn as they relived recent events in both of their little lives by burying the "dead dog" [a can]. Something only a little boy can understand.

I love the picture above because if you look closely, both boys have their tongues hanging out in concentration. There are important things to be done. We can't be bothered with the camera. You can go back in the house mom... this here is men's work...