Running, fishing, and teenager--ing

Picture day for the CNMs.  The 8th graders get to dress up super fancy, since it is their last year of middle school. 

Yup.  Teenager.  This dude turned 13 in quiet fashion.  We had a couple small family parties for him, with some things yet to come.

Carson loves his nerf guns.  He is deprived of the fancy stuff, religated to small weapons to be discharged outside only.  But he has found some creative ways to do target practice.

He also has a pretty significant love for soft blankets.  Quite a collection of them!  This one wins the prize, though.  Mommy found him a blanket that we think was made out of a cloud and puppy fur.

Second ever picture off the highway with car trouble.  We'd be ok if this is the last one too!  On the way back from Aunt Heather's lake, we had to wait for an hour for the tow truck.  Made the best of it, and the CNMs were totally cool while we waited.

Fishing season is winding down, which will be tough for Conner.  He would rather fish than breathe, we think.  Here he is casting with his left hand, because his right was broken in three places during a playground scuffle!!!

Here is a fine catch from pre-wrist break.  Such a tough kid, this one.  He rarely complains and just finds other ways to get things done without his right hand.

Carson's cross country meets have begun.  He's picked up where he left off last year.  In the first race, he came in 11th out of 78 runners.  Second race, 8th place out of 59 runners.  And he is running against 7th AND 8th graders.  In the above picture he is in a yellow shirt, black shorts.